Lyrics:
supposed to help me
Learn to love you more
Help me to notice how we're different, different, different
Alright, alright
Don't drive away
Don't
in some drawers, so
Put me on with these hoes homie
He told me don't rush to get grown, drive slow homie
Drive slow homie, drive slow homie
You
I say
Mass information assimilation got me filled with
Highly volatile hostile crazy wild ill shit
Cold rhymes get laced by the sick slang singer
Staple singers sang about it so long ago
They said, "Respect yourself!" now everyone knows
Instead of sitting there feeling sad and blue
You got to love
to me that he had written, I saw that he was about a step away from dying, and I couldn't help but wonder why. And the lines of this song occurred to me
"Bazz, where you at?"
Yo, I'm on the way
Couple hours, long drive
Gotta concentrate
Jewels on me like to shine like the stars in space
We don't worry
I do for a living
Singer now
And I'm a big baller
And I no send no man
Cause a big maga wants to run me down
So I brought out my glock
And I shoot am
getting soft
You know the field don't come with grass
I just bought it that where the kush be
You pass me the weed and you walk away
You gon find the blunt
getting soft
You know the field don't come with grass
I just bought it that where the kush be
You pass me the weed and you walk away
You gon find
Probably just less
Or more boring
And I guess
They liked me
So we formed
The Grand Facade
And we didn't have a singer
And we never played out
And there
Shady I know you was
Bi-bi-hoping we be-be-would ge-go away
But weeble mable weeble wobble
But we don't fall down like
Jam Master Jay's two turn
Shady I know you was
Bi-bi-hoping we be-be-would ge-go away
But weeble mable weeble wobble
But we don't fall down like
Jam Master Jay's two turn
brand new Mercedes
She drive me crazy
Dive in that pussy like navy
Ain’t no killer but don’t push me if lately niggas really wanna run up
Ay, call my
Lord, all we can do is fight
It might drive me crazy, but it won't be tonight
I don't preach no tricks, don't talk politics
I'm just a casual singer
walk up to the lectern. My boss follows me up, nudges me away and says, I'm going to give your presentation. Now you sit over there. This needs some
in some drawers, so
Put me on with these hoes homie
He told me don't rush to get grown, drive slow homie
Drive slow homie, drive slow homie
You
a singer and start a singing group. I still remember the song she taught me for the audition.
You are the love of my life, being with you every day. It makes
(Uh uh ah) Let me put my arms around your head
(Dom do ah) Gee, it's hot, let's go to bed
Don't forget to turn on the light
Don't laugh babe, it'll
(Uh uh ah) Let me put my arms around your head
(Dom do ah) Gee, it's hot, let's go to bed
Don't forget to turn on the light
Don't laugh babe, it'll
Cut the brakes ain no time to waste
All we need is speed
They ain't feed us we might need greed
Go psych as drive-bys with paintball guns
It's Points 2
And you don't be here with me
Because we ended up on a night drive
I pick up all my documents and passports
To run away again, again
Although the pain is
fuck the pain away
Shoot my shot then I fade away
And I hit the lil cat like an 808
And she bussin' it back like It’s money Tay
Aye yuh fuck on me
Get
Politician money won't save you the casket
Am a singer on a mission
Give me freedom
I wanna express myself
I don't need to give a reason
For my mission
I just
sky it's time to fly by away from what they feels right
And enjoy this ride please hold on tight with all your might, release all of your fight
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