Lyrics:
´m not strong, I`m not proud
all I am is just the one you see
gonna find him somehow another face in the crowd
out there somewhere, and I know he`ll be
incentive
Is this about you, well, then what's your intention?
What's the intention?
What's the intention?
"Pssst, I totally get it
You're by yourself
bother me man (woo)
They can say what they want on the radio
(yeah)
I bet you nobody don't put they hands on me
No I bet you that a nigga don't put his
codger, he didn't want to
fly all on his own... you know he doesn't like flying, I dunno if I told you about that, he hates it doesn't he?
So, having all
I got to ask what you want from a nigga
I'm not framing any questions the picture is bigger
And there's times you lack perspective and trust in
all control when I signed up for sin
I sit by myself while I'm top shelf again
And you say I'm selfish for telling you this
Over and over and over again
is just too far
It's gonna be a long, hot summer, we should be together
All I really want is more than this moment right now
'Cause when you say my
all been deleted
By versions of selves that we thought were the best ones
'Till versions of versions of others repeating
Come laughing at everything
to go
Cause I've been out here on my own
I want to come home
Can You help me Lord
And I hear You say
Child you've been covered by grace
And you already
lease is up
Since Slim signed 50, I don't see your teeth as much
That's good, cause you got a grill like a fuckin truck!
DAMN HOMIE, it's history, over
Is the Rated G Version of Adam And Eve
Okay, I'm going to break it Down for you now I'm Going to break it down, Down, down, down, down It's food for
go!)
All I wanna do is get the bitches thinking
I can really do the cunnilingus and I'm gonna bring it
I can do whatever they want I'm really good
See what I'ma do is, like...
I just kinda want to be able to, you know...
Smoke by myself,
Without kinda being bothered by what a motherfucker had
the workin'
Then I'ma leave you behind the iron curtain
And you'll remain backstage
Your book is over, I ripped your last page
Changed the endin', at least
believe, I believe I can
So come and take my hand
With you by my side I feel like there's nothing I cant do so I'm just saying
Hold on tight until its over
hot beat
Or break, and you know it when you see your clone
And right now that's all I see goin' on, holla at me
Game time, all I think about is
it criss cross we're taking over the town
What y'all want, no cut
What y'all need, pure raw
What we do, we sold out
All because you bought more
(oh no)
Hit the oochie-coochie 'til it's slanted, ooh
I'm gon' beat it up, ooh, baby
I'm gon' make your dreams come, baby
Ayy, you the one who
born it was a miracle
Music is the light when it's dark
And the way that you spit your dart is a big part
She grew up loving hip hop
Now all her
dread what comes from my third eye
Blind to the fake shit (wow)
My tone is gettin' aggressive, I just create for the truly gifted of adolescence
My
love is ancient artifacts
If I could only find a note to make you understand
I'd sing it softly in your ear and grab you by the hand
I keep it stuck
like a long time to come
How could I be so blind, baby
Not to see you were the one
I let ya slip on from me baby
I let ya walk on by,
Shoulda
come through nigga down to bring the pain
If these hoes down to jack, I want you to know
We comin down bald fades, not afros.
(Kici)
Now we chillin,
that
Freedom, oh freedom, freedom over me
I hate to tell you, mister, but only dead men are free
Send me some lovin', tell me no lies
Throw the gun
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