Lyrics:
niggas about to feel this
Break out the Champagne glasses and muthafuckin' condoms
Have one on us aight
[Tupac]
Picture Perfect
I paint
Dead as dead can be
The doctor tells me
But I just can't believe him
Ever the optimistic one
I'm sure of your ability to become
My perfect enemy
Dead as dead can be
The doctor tells me
But I just can't believe him
Ever the optimistic one
I'm sure of your ability to become
My perfect enemy
fucking get around it
Don't have to find the perfect words to say
If you feel it in my voice
You fucking understand!
you fucking with a big playa (Big playa)
Running full speed ahead (Yeah)
Yeah you fucking with a big playa (Big playa)
Pimping is my destiny (Destiny)
I
on the grind
I've been too good for company
Yeah
And I've been perfect
I've been fine
Lately you've been on my mind
Wish that I could go back in time
Yeah
I wish
the fucking power
I can make your old nigga sour
We the perfect pair, twin towers
They keep all my drugs behind the counter
I got two freaky hoes that love
the mother fucking life of the party
Still got a bang bang banging ass body
Hey
Its my birthday still got it
They still want it
Still a hundred
Still
going by the at the end of the boots
He said, "I'm fucking going, I'm going! Just lower the fucking forklift quick!"
And he grabbed hold of it, so I had
and fears when life seems unclear
And when I can't be right there with you
I know there's angels by your side
If I could be the perfect man in your eyes
I'm still not fucking over it
You play like violins in a broken fucking symphony
And I know this hurts for you but I have no fucking sympathy
guess guess guess what?
They're defeated as fuck
Shamed out of money by their own culture
Nice to fucking meet you
Let's get a little see-though
(Watch
tonight
But I ain't tryin' to go to hell
Father forgive me, 'cause I ain't perfect
No, no no no
Why is everything wrong?
Oh I can't get it right, I always
Can I be the sunlight in your eyes
When you need shelter from the rain
Can I be your wings in perfect skies
So we can fly fly
Can I be the sunlight
Can I be the sunlight in your eyes
When you need shelter from the rain
Can I be your wings in perfect skies
So we can fly fly
Can I be the sunlight
is real
Don't close your eyes
So you won't miss
This life is far away from guillotines
A peaceful land and perfect color schemes
Painted by your light
into his upper
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, cabin fever
Oh, oh, oh cabin fever
Slams his fucking tin-dish down
Our captain takes time to crush
Some
just getting by
If you're only just getting by
Say you didn't see it comin
A fucking giant in a field
But if you just say that you hate it
And wish it
Yah
Whatever road you walk on in life, Make sure you walk on it right
I walk by faith, walk by faith
Not by sight, not by sight
Block what's wrong,
right, but so am i, so fucking high. You said you loved me (fake) and my revenge i love you too
One by one my days are spicy, one by one my days are
When I grow up
My son and my daughter
Is gonna be fucking straight
And I'm not playing
They ain't gonna do shit
Look son you better do your homework
She trapped me with a pic
I grabbed her by her hips
She's sweet like candy
I wanna taste your lips
Mami what you doing tonite
I want you right here
Ran up in a nigga house
Fly a pigeon south
Had a nigga fly the coop
Boi is chicken now
Couldn’t take me out
Imma fucking manage
Fucking Nagasaki
Got
I don't trust no fucken body
I don't trust no Fucken body
I don't trust no fucken body
I Don't trust no fucking body
Cept for Southside Chucky, me,
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