Lyrics:
you never know when either one might run out
Don't mess too much with your hair
Or by the time you're 40 it will look 85
Be careful whose advice
suffer for shit that they ain't did
By no fault of they own, goin' through struggles and strife
Havin' to deal with a fucked up life
I know they
Suck it at the door thats some gangsta head
I might just come to your place with a bitch
I only come when you bezel my wrist
Yes I'm a freak you know
Put into this craft to make it sound much better
Get it straight, pronounce the letters
Llegos is my name, making all these lames
Look like coward
not a religion
And coming – trying to come up
With a post religious faith
Because here is the idea
This is probably in some ways
My most radical idea
I
wasn’t coming
Not any time soon
Time to clean up the mess
Someone hand me a broom
I come from the struggle
We poverty stricken
When we got some noodles
It
up with money
I ain't safe till it's on me
Was catching plays by my lonely
Uhh
Been Thinking all pros
Most of my
Brothers money chasing
Became
No way
I rather step on stage
And spill out the truth with rage
And spill out the truth with rage
I mean it
Don't kill it
And I feel it
And I love it
I
witchity watch
My fit throw a fit every time I walk you gotta clean it with a mippity mop
They soak up the drip every drippity drop
Been catching whole lotta
Been to hell touched the devils hand
Cold as ice on the block with the angels
We used to roll dice
See my homies disappear one by one
In the middle
Breathe with me
Come a little more closer and
Be with me
This is a moment out of time
To look each other in the eyes
And know that everything is
TLC, all of the shows come alive when I'm high
I just kicked in your whole door and walked up in yo crib with a scary ass muhfuckin' nine
Walked out
with the loaded components corroded by motion not chosen until we
Woah, hold it
Yeah, life is moments
Thought it’s a lot on your mind, and mine
Somehow
you with material shit to impress you for the purpose of testing you
To see how far you'll go within my carnival of souls
I'm not surprised by your
you ain’t with me come and get me
Nah you ain’t winning, just forget it
Ah, Legendary ‘cross the belly, yeah
I’m the greatest evidently, yeah
If you
Stacy can't you see, you're just not the girl for me
I know it might be wrong but I'm in love with Stacy's mom..
By: BethW87
I noticed when I walked in
The room went dark
Somebody better call the police
There's a guy here with no heart
He said he goes by the name
This is the anthem
Told the world I need everything and some, yeah
Two girls that's a tandem
She gon' do all it for me when them bands come
Got
something to do
With the way that I fill out my skin tight with jeans
Oh Lord it's hard to be humble
(When you're perfect in every way)
When you're
something to do
With the way that I fill out my skin tight with jeans
Oh Lord it's hard to be humble
(When you're perfect in every way)
When you're
Especially when im up in it
If you got time I can take you on the road
Gripping them thighs
Baby moving like the rodeo
Come fuck with a nigga like me
Get drunk
a toke? Come get the smoke
I'm with the cros, I'm with the woes
I'm with the gang and we giving out smoke
Pass him the dime I know he gon' score
We in
understandin' what's happenin'
But come with me, creep into the darkening
(Back in the day) It's southwest
Fuck with Jamal you catch two to your chest
Contest if
Pass me that lovely little gun
My dear, my darling one
The cleaners are coming, one by one
You don't even want to let them start
They're
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