Lyrics:
trust you, cuffed you
Smile give me butterflies, eyes leave me paralyzed
Pictures by the seaside, take you on a joyride
Shallow waves, shadows from
let me stand by your side
Baby, don't get so frustrated
Baby, don't get so frustrated (This is more than pretty picture poses)
You're not perfect
But
in me kid
Fire water call it liquid rapture
Into the flash and flames of my crazy nature
Fire water the world's a mixture
Of broken liquored
fors"ken
Bl"nket st"tement, t"ke the f"ke "nd er"dic"te
F"ce to f"ce, things "inʼt the s"me, it be s"d to s"y
Sh"pe "nd mold my f"te in w"ys I be "ble
sounds without a picture
And a voice kept saying, "I'ma get ya"
I can feel the presence all around me
The scene isn't funny, I got those chills
I can
know I was schooled by coach boston
So mentally I cant be broken from now until the coffin
I just put in work, she call me Mister (hey Mister)
Get it by the gram, call it Insta
I'm so lazy, tell my hoe to get the picture
Look, I'm
(DJ Clue)
The Professional
Part Two
Coming real soon!
New shit! Crime life!
Memph Bleek!
Cease!
Ja!
(Memphis Bleek)
Nigga, picture me hot, then
is nothin' to play with
9 to 5 money is just as sweet as the grave shift
El presidenté, Blowbama, blow by ya
Chopper next to me in every picture
Chal
Chal samne se foot
Jo bhi karna tha dekh kiya maine khud
Likhta hu zyaada Kam maarta hu Muth
Ab tere saare khazane ke jaunga mai loot
Daari alag
me and you
Fall into
These traps
That’s why we don’t last
It goes by way to fast
All the artists are blue
Why can’t I hear something new?
All
niggas in trouble
Drag a nigga straight by his dreads n pop his bubble
Oopsy daze, never try to shit the name
Sing me A song, ghetty green n I'm out
absent til the rent due
As a youth didn't understand why father left you
Broken household guess the love was out cold
Had me burning up inside wilding with
the dragon, pistol sag the pants
Never signed a deal signed to dealers steer the wheels an peer through rear views
Pull up behind me idling I've been riding by
(DJ Clue)
The Professional
Part Two
Coming real soon!
New shit! Crime life!
Memph Bleek!
Cease!
Ja!
(Memphis Bleek)
Nigga, picture me hot,
see was my momma's eyes
No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble
Not knowin' it's hard to carry on when no one loves you
Picture me inside
see was my momma's eyes
No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble
Not knowin' it's hard to carry on when no one loves you
Picture me inside
My style of rhymin is ancient like Aztecs and Mayans
Because I recognize its all about timin'
Me and my freestyle alliance practicin' African
normal off of drugs
I just don't get it
And then I saw John Cale
he's been looking really great
He's been coming by the office to exercise with me
normal off of drugs
I just don't get it
And then I saw John Cale
he's been looking really great
He's been coming by the office to exercise with me
grassroots resistance to private prisons
Won't lie
Kinda been waiting
Happy Tara taught me the art of documentation
Turned it to an album
It's been 2 years
(Fuck all you hoes! Get a grip, motherfucker!)
Yeah, this album is dedicated
To all the teachers that told me I'd never amount to nothin'
To all
mend up your broken heart
You took my picture tore it to bit's
After you left me in one of your fit's
Let's fix things up now
You've begged me please
probably go to jail
For fuckin Patti Labelle
Ooh Regina Belle, she'd probably do me swell
Jasmine Guy was fly
Mariah Carey, kinda scary
Wait a minute what
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