Lyrics:
ain't about shit
I know you don't love me
[Lloyd Banks]
Uh-uh, yeah
You should thank the Lord if the ray gon' getcha
Cause the sawed-off'll microwave
ain't about shit
I know you don't love me
[Lloyd Banks]
Uh-uh, yeah
You should thank the Lord if the ray gon' getcha
Cause the sawed-off'll microwave
always day by day
Life must be a damn trip wherever you do laugh with who you love
There is always an alternative to scape and travel
Listen to relax music
on the road
Ray Charles flow, you already know, music gon' do what it do (Music gon' do it)
Baby I stick and I move
Muhammad Ali with the foot work
Probably
ball like me? You need to stick within your skill set
I don’t injure beats, I’m tryna be the one to kill that/
Ray Charles flow, I’m tryna see if y’all
My wrist look like it's froze in time
Yeah, I thought we put this all behind
Im Ray Charles, I heard love was blind
Then I cross my heart and hope
blast from the past! A blast from the past! A blast from the past!" "Baby, you're the greatest."
"From Sun Recording artist, Elvis Presley"
"I'd
can lean on me
I hold it down til I D.I.E.
I hold it down til i die
You know I'm down for the ride
You know I'm down for the cause
You know I'm down
and see milly's
Opps be stained blood, me and shawty Charles Lee Ray, Jennifer Tilly
All of these heads is silly
They not even burgers, they phillies
Fuck
begun
Counting down the days until we’re turned to ash by the sun’s rays
Love your fucking self
So You’ll be a memory, someday
Yo yo yo, RIP MF DOOM
Rip
Greetings, earthlings, take me to your leader (ooh shit!)
D.E.E.P. you want to go D.E.E.P., I'll take ya D.E.E.P
You know you fucked up when you let
girls
Grab ya bag, go getcha shoes girl, fix ya hair then you know what to dooooo girl
On the strip play by the rules girl, and play to win so we will
like Ray Charles, can't see contention
Think you can match me, keep pretending
She said I'm a player, I'm just loyal to the game
Since I moved down
you got to pay a hefty price (On god)
Throwing footballs back
You'd think I got a great arm
I do this for the green and gold you can call me Brett
the Grammys, talk about my God?
Left it all on the line
While they call me fraud
Didn't I stay quiet? Didn't I play shy?
Well, he bashed me in public
You'd think
I'm tryna put this D on your stomach She in the track, but she turned to a runner
I'm tryna drill like a rapper from London Even Ray Charles can see
Charles, don't do that shit to me
I guess I'm Stevie Wonder
On a higher ground
Hoo rah
That's the spartan sound
You got it lookin' like a scam
Mental
condos on Pennsylvania Ave
She fell in love with this dude named ray
Who was a small time hustler from St. Charles place
And he was known for always
Know’ and ‘Pop The Trunk’
And I was gone, no turning back, Shady Records for life
By that time I’d picked up the pen and began to write
‘Kings Never Die’
you can't hear the silence
Even when it's there. Like the wind seen from the window,
Seeing it but not being touched by it.
*
Words sometimes
she's got it all together
I think I've seen her once or twice
She was looking so nice
I couldn't believe my eyes
Stevie Wonder boy , or Ray Charles
She
know
What's done in the dark come to light
But if it's wrong in the moment it feel like it's
Right
And if nobody would've caught you you'd lie to my
You met that day downtown
I promise I'll be around now
And let that ring 102217
You became my everything
Real love
Love you Baby
Even ray Charles
that nine piece no Rick Ross I got 8 balls
Now broke niggas gon die slow
I cant see em I'm Ray Charles like
No Wu Tang we all about that cream tho
Could
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