Lyrics:
But I'm not the same
As I used to be
No I'm not the same
Should I lay myself on the line for you
Should I make myself cross that line for you
Is there
Joseph line,
He'd make a cross-eyed o'man go stone blin'.
Blacker than midnight, teeth lak flags of truce,
Blackest man in de whole of Saint Louis,
ought to see dat stovepipe brown of mine
Lak he owns de Dimon' Joseph line
He'd make a cross eyed O'man go stone blin'
Blacker than midnight, teeth lak
slang shots
Hit G spots by giving hoes back shots
I'm a young country boy, long socks with flip flops
But I pull up on your block in the 500 Benz drop
wonderland
You tell me that you’re humble but these girls need to understand
That if they cross the line you transform into Clubber Lang
You know I got you,
the hotbox
And keep droppin' raps
I know they out there hatin
Envy make my flesh cold
If just one toe cross over that threshold
I'ma let go
I know they out
jump offs
Jumpin off Iedges
Just for legends
I don't see a ghost
In my dreams
I see a phantom
I'm Mel Gibson
Danny Glover
Lethal weapon
If we hold
by the flock brown hair green eyes far from a thot
An she love my block catch us on the block plus she love my pops
She know my gambling spots no my
to the homie
Hit a three like I'm Curry, Klay or OD
ODB with the homies, yeah, the Rowes please
Feel like Danny Brown, my tooth missing, but I'm gold G
on residuals
Maybe financial principals
But not your guac and dinner rolls
I'm tired of my intellect
Surrounded by these imbeciles
Shitty ass individuals
Well, there was this movie I seen one time
About a man riding 'cross the desert and it starred Gregory Peck
He was shot down by a hungry kid trying
ain't catchin' a case
They quick to cross the line that ain't never goin' back from
If I hit above a 9, I'm finna hit it with no Magnum
Feel like I'm
ought to see dat stovepipe brown of mine
Lak he owns de Dimon' Joseph line
He'd make a cross eyed O'man go stone blin'
Blacker than midnight, teeth lak
it's over!
And even bottle of wine
Couldn't change this, I'm still sober
So don't cross the line
You drew yourself, Be stronger
Once on my mind
But now
the other way to the poor man's strife
You ain't born, if born on the right side
You ain't born, don't cross over the line
You ain't born if your hands ain't
I cross the line, I,
Go, just leave me alone,
I'll get by on my own,
This whole world is our's,
So let's take it.
Scrape the plate
Trust
Anybody care for the truth
We've been sold lies
Roberto & Danny here to cleanse the filthy
In pursuit of that which is good and pure
Double H is in
drippin' in the snow
Seeing you sends shivers down my spine
On the edge
I'm 'bout to cross the line
Don't remember who I am anymore
Yeah, I think I lost my
(Yeah Uh Yea)
I seen a bad shorty
'cross the room
She pulled up on a young'n
So we had to make a move
To the crib,
Man I want to get her over
So I
cross that line
'Cause you got your lips an inch away from mine
Just to see how long they take to touch
I guess we both got a thing for playing with
I guess we should've seen this comin'
I cant say it didn't cross my mind
'Cause we both said we'd take this slow yeah
And here we are dancin' cross
has left you
Now the final hour
Cross the final line
Life will end , but there is no end to time
Call Upon Your Gods
Pray for them to help you to help
has left you)
Now the final hour, cross the final line
Life will end, but there is no end to time
(There is no end to time)
Call upon your Gods, beg for
the Jersey shore
And prepared to cross the line
I could see the bridge was lined with bears
But I didn't have a dog goned dime
I says, Pig Pen, this here's
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