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The homie Great John on the beat, by the way
Don't Come Outside, Volume 3 out now
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
I'ma fan Heavenly Father but
cll unforgiveness fear & doubt kicked out it must not tarry
But day by day when I pray they grapple
To keep me lost in self with distractions that come
When it's unimportant to you, you don't even give a mention
Keep my name in his penis seater, he must be in his feelings
Luca Brasi, big general,
There's nothing there we don't have
Bigger and better over here, I assure you
Thanks, Colonel
There, that's Oscar Hammerstein, ain't it?
Hey, Mr. H,
me now, I'm dead
Feet don't fail me now
Speak, don't tell me how
I don't know if we bound to find, mh
Wish I could be better by now
It must be one of those days it seems like everything's happening to you
Everything bad at one time you don't know what you gon do
You just can't
paid, working like a slave
Between school, athletics, and music it's all day
So invite your friends to come play
Gave you the invite if you miss it don
All must always, always go, with your first choice
Aye with your first voice–say
In your mind's sight, blind by the thirst to make it work
Tip toe, through the window
By the window, that is where I'll be
Come tip toe, through the tulips, with me
Ain't no city that's quite like mine
Light
you
Better kill that white boy"
And I don't know what race you are
You straight trash
We ain't in the same weight class
Plus you look like you wearin'
Oh, I'd have to be twice as tall
At least to feel better than I do
Yes I'd have to be twice as tall
At least, I mean me multiplied by two (by two)
the lights
Baby come and take a peek
So Hit it once
Then im out
Still man of the house
Don't worry bout the amount
Cause being broke i dont allow
My drip don
you live
And if you live by the gun then so be it
But don't chat about guns 24/7
As if you were in the World War
Don't get rude
I said don't get rude
riddance
Basically I'm out on a mission and ain't even fishing
It come to me
Don't live by the law live by code
In pressure don't fold you'll beat the odds
you)
You look so deep
You know that it humbles me,
Your by my side and troubles them don't trouble me
Many have called but the chosen Is you
Whatever
any light in the my way
I was living for just this hope, must come a nice day
Know you anymore, many faces, behind the door
My space is not a bases, for
like leaves we’ll fall
You think I love you baby
This ain’t love at all
In these borrowed times (Innn)
Better leave your cares behind (T heeese)
Don
YUP! ( in background)
(scratch) 1, 2, 3 as this is plain to see
I go by the name of Jermain Dupri
Dopeman fresh in the place to be
And uhh
[Chrous:]
Must be out my fucking mind, what is this, the hundredth time?
Sending flowers to funerals, reading rest in peace
You know the usual, death comes in
Monte Carlo, Mandalay, Just book ya flight then come & stay
You ain't come to win then why the fuck you even tryna play
Writing down my thoughts until I
daddy kane]
Heh heh, alright, alright, alright y'all ok
Come on y'all, crowd around daddy now ok? c'mon
Y'all just sit there and listen
I'ma tell you
Heh heh, alright, alright, alright y'all OK
Come on y'all, crowd around daddy now OK? c'mon
Y'all just sit there and listen
I'ma tell you about
Y'all must've forgot, speakin' demeanors that
Roy Jones could agree with, me and my niggas
Undefeated, You need a remix, lux CD with tons of features
sales better
Play it backwards it probably say (Kells is the coolest ever)
So don't think this is a song its a taste of my wrath
Bet til your neverous
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