Lyrics:
roaches
"And you need some love and care"
They be scared to death to pull them burners out them
holsters
Yo, word to my mother, I think they eat
see, when you're gone
I'll still be Bloody Mare
Sorry Joanne, Gaga come's out to play
Im so sorry Joanne
This bitch showed up to play
Sorry Joanne,
the homies I ain't do
It for the money man
Nah, I made Church Clothes out of love
And me and Street workin' day and night
Wait a minute, now Gravity is blowin'
a shot through his Apple Watch
He ain't have no time to speak
I wanna say "Free AB!"
A nigga who showed you respect from the gate
My love go out to him
currently at the hospital waiting room um, but I miss you, and I'm proud of you, and I love you, and I'm currently surrounded by too many people and getting
emotion
If you take a quick second to look at the song titles of the album
I want you to look at the last song title
And read it
Read each title one by one
you 'cause you love my brother like you did
Just promise me you'll tell this story when you make it big
And if I die before your album drop I hope
This album too hard
Hundred thousand at large
I'm expecting to sell, yeah
Drip too hard
While the rain got you caught
I be busting like hail
at AirBnbs, hotels
Trying to make the album
Trying to make When It's Dark Out
And take it there and be great
Dear Gerald, life changed since you dropped
prom— I promise!
This is a token of my affection
Keep me by your side you'll never need no protection
I'm here to make right what is destined
I love
album
You know, just battling and shit
Used to play ball
Shout out to all the niggas
I killed in Morningside
Mook, you know about that shot in
The middle
the engineers, Chilly Chill, mixers
Esco, much love goes out, to Rita Lee
The Buchanans, Suzis 'N Uzi
Everybody that, helped this project from day one
Can't
belt
I pray to god she's alright in and out of my life
Where's the love?
I lost my pride in my mind
I thought losing that weight would help my dreams
you ever think of stopping me, Bblow it out ya ass!
I'm a hustler by nature but criminal by law
Any charges set against me, chunk it up and stand tall
Goodwill loves me Macklemore than you
I've got flat screen TVs, with skate videos on repeat
All the latest CDs, mp3s, and Beats by Dre
Thank you very
This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the It's About Time album, and has also been released on the Country Classics album
from the norms
And soon millions of folk
Records were being sold
By the early sixties, Dylan, Baez, Phil Ochs
Were doing intellectualized copies
Ayy
Whose fault? Uh
(Whose fault?)
Let's play the blame game, I love you more
Let's play the blame game for sure
Let's call out names, names,
I thought I'd write you an album
I thought I'd tell the story right
Cuz sometimes it takes time to knock all the broken pieces out of your life
Sit
slow
She caking that's fa sho but just know I'm in album mode
I don't need to say my name yeah they know
You can tell just by the flow that I'm geeking
word, the only road
Anybody out there yo, check out Von Prospa's High Up
I always said, Von Prospa, you definitely had one of the albums of the year
I can
softer and warmer
I pat you down with a towel
Tonight it's love by the fire
My mind goes out on the prowl
If I, if I, if I, if I, if I
If I didn't
and warmer
I pat you down with a towel
Tonight it's love by the fire
My mind goes out on the prowl
If I, if I, if I, if I, if I
If I didn't love you, I'd hate
of it
Those who spoke of love have suffered killed by the public
Men are suckers thus subject to be puppets
And are suckered much by little or nothing
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