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must be something in the water
Sippin' gin and juice
Laying underneath the palm trees
(Undone)
The boys break their necks
Tryin' to creep a little
Nobody gonna take my head
I gonna beat my..., yeah, yeah
Ooh, I'm in heaven again
I got everything
Like an open road
All my friends and everything
feet.
But you know I never stumble or lag last.
I'm almost home so I better haul ass.
Tearin' up everything in sight.
It's a little crazy mutherfucker
don’t see nothing but a fat
Ass in the back of mine
My spine is so curvy, you say
"Word, he is blurry vision
Making me hating me, why can’t
He be Rain
THE SYSTEM: Chad Wilson
(Interlude)
Why—-why—-
Does it have to be this way
Why —-why——
Will there ever come a day
I don't cry—cry—
My heart
comes in the morning
Everything will be just fine
Just know that the darkest time comes right when it's about to shine
Thank God that it's almost
Sorry N' Shit
Chorus
You hate my everything
Sorry N' Shit La La la
You see my better game
Sorry N' Shit Na Na NA
I'm Like whatever man
Sorry
This is the question of time -
Not the first and the last!
I will make my life brighter than it was in the past!l
I wanna be a better man than I ever
hit the boat and take a shower
Head back to the airport, and hide the money in the tower
Stack blocks by the keys
L to the O to the X you'll see
move in advance don't wanna miss and lose my chance
You too damn fine
I'd be too damn mad if I never even tried to make a move and bag
Break rules kick
To where they used to be then I'll probably be in the denim
Of a family gene that show women how to be woman, or better yet a leader
You need her to learn
in the vicinity
The proximity, the Glocksimity, we on Yosemite Sam
Bam, bam your body drop, Van Damme, karate chop
The Beretta's a better competitor
of businesses closed. A cry for racial justice, some 400 years in the making, moves us. The dream of justice for all will be deferred no longer. A cry for
just, you know, after all that, I'm just ready to be me. And it's a lot to work through, you know, because all of us have hidden in these little boxes
the braids in my neck symbolizes that I want room
Word up, huh! Here I am, damn
Dragon slayer stackin' layer after layer
This jam will be ran while
hit the boat and take a shower
Head back to the airport, and hide the money in the tower
Stack blocks by the keys
L to the O to the X you'll see
take it ‘cause it's too much all the things that you're going through
Well don't let go ‘cause there will be
Better days better days
Better days better
everything about projection
See it's all about perception you be livin in subjection
Eleven whole dimensions gotta have some kinda tension
Maybe have some
hopeless, living in this world
Of brutality
Nothing will ever get better
Society is imperfect, so we kill each other
They told me, patience is the key
I'm
Straight up weed, no, label us notorious
Thug-ass, that love to bust, it's strange to us
Y'all be scramblin', gamblin'
Up in restaurants with mandolins
people been here
I see all of her friends here
Guess she don't have the time to kick it no more
Flight's in the morning
What you doin' that's so
ass don't play, your ass better walk that talk
Today must be recess 'cause everything on your block getting white chalk
Pull up, let them Glocks
that it was getting better.
13 And the evening and the morning were the third day.
14 And Leonard said, 'Let there be lamps in the hen house of the farm
better kick your shoes off
And come on in!
[Chorus]
[Interlude: DJ Kay Slay]
Aiyo, this is all for my Metro card, one dollar cab niggaz
Niggaz who
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