Lyrics:
Too tight black
Too tight friday
Cant breathe in L.A
I have more things to say
Too tight black
Too tight friday
Cant breathe in L.A
I have more
the nuts too
Bound to get the spinkles
While we, is more vivid than digital TV
All live, feel me like burgundy DVD
Eat 'em like mango, follow how the slang
breathe!!
Yea yea yea! Yea
My blood...My country tis of thee
My country tis of thee yea yea
Sweet land of liberty ain't free!
Ain't free no more, aint free no
a sip on that Fanta
Like Milwaukee, I get to the big bucks
Call the cops, ambulance, pick up
If you play, we gon' shoot from the chin up
You don't get no
won hear me breathe
Shey na the love wey I give wey you want
But you no gree talk
Right now you are begging for more
My crazy mi amor
I give it all
take a little more
By my side whether rich or poor
Missing your touch when I'm gone on tour
No reception on this transport
Movement, come and tell them
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh-oh, oh, oh, oh, ooh
All them days that I was starvin', made me hungry for more (yeah)
And all them nights without no
smoke so much, I can't see (no)
Take me out, just like Kennedy, Kill myself on a DVD
HD and 1080p, I put you in the fucking sea
On a ma'fuckin'
stressing or infested by these voices in my head
The ones who try tell to tell me I'm depressing
Tried to run away my problems ended up in heaven
Took one
down everyone
We'll reach in our hearts, change and let us go
We'll rise the story, and reclaim what's over
We'll rise shadows, no more living inside
more
Breathe
It's not my fault any more
Breathe
It's not my fault any more
This nail in the flesh
This biblical curse
The eyes on the move
This leather
and DVD
I'm not Jesus
No, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no
Don't you understand
I'm not Jesus
No, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no
Jesus is dying
Waiting no more can give hope for
Staying within those moral lines
Try to pretend beside the fact that
No real freedom is granted to us
Breathe in the life
to say no lies
I bet the fake gon fly
I bet anybody that hate gon die
Another day go by
I ain't really bout to say no lies
I bet the fake gon fly
I bet
wanna live, I don't wanna breathe
Baby, just rain on me
Lord, won't you take this pain from me
I don't wanna live, I don't wanna breathe, no
See, I
the bed that I paid for
Used to have a job but he don't no more
Said that he got big plans for me
Can I move in till I get on my feet
But it's been
as we knew
you offered me drink, I wanted more than a sip
But I couldn't let go of the straws I was clinging to
Giving it over, giving it over
I was
quickly for
The sake of my sanity
I can't take the pain no more
As the snow keeps forming, you're
Slowly moving out my sight, my sight
And when the glass
uhu man I ain't got to say no more
L hang with ni**as that's ballin outta control on the block with rocks snot coming out of they nose in the cold my
know why you make them moves
Wonder why I break yo rules
If I gotta sacrifice for mine, know I won't make no fool
Never wise to demonize, scrutinize
Them
I ain't lonely, but I spend a lot of time alone
More than I'd like to, but I'm okay with staying home
By how the last few months have changed
I
The type of chick to never leave me lonely
She's the only one who truly knows me
And shows me, like my heartbeat
She's more than just my girl
There's no
no more hanging by the weepy willows
No more poppin' pimples
Or playin' with pitbulls
I can't sleep in my pillows
As days pass I still know
If I don't
magazines
Stomp your DVDs to smithereens
You buy more I'll just X them too
Or I'll be forced to make an ex out o' you
And by that I mean exactly what you
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