Lyrics:
I'm being mind fucked
By life itself
So little good and so much bad dawg
Am i in hell
It's hard to tell
But for sure this isn't heaven
When I see
and they all filled with cash
Had a little doubt had to clean the little gas
I was in one oak for the dream not pretty
Now I'm looking back almost teflon
Fuzzy pink dice - on my rear-view mirror
Tap three times and rub my clover tattoo, dear
Dream of swimming in a golden sea
cll the chips on the table
Crucial Conflict come out and play, hey come on
Crucial Conflict, Kelly and Rockland, collabo'
Funny faces is all I see
At my place, you on top
back from my classes
Or at Quals or at Little 5
But then every other time he was always by your side
I knew that something had clicked
And I was
closer
Ain't it funny how words have two meanings
I'm talking about my dreams
And I'm talking about my feelings
Bit by bit, getting closer Step by step,
I ain't blue, baby
Just a little bit lonesome for some lovin'
Everything is fine
Just don't want to be all by myself
On a rainy day
I'm feelin' kind
the going is rough
And it feels like a little too much
Maybe I don't say it enough
So listen
Girl you know you're beautiful
I used to tell you all
had a thing for Coretta
Wonder if she seen all the dreams he was dreamin'
Did she have a clue of all the schemes he was schemin'
Still loved him just
it hell for us
Lord, help me change my ways
Show a little mercy on judgment day
It ain't me, I was raised this way
I never let em play me for
Every little thing
Every little
Funny how it worked
Cuz it didn't
Funny how it hurt
Oh my goodness
Guess it could be worse
But it isn't
Way I had to dead
color blue
And all my dreams blue
That's why I light it up, yeah
It ain't hard to swallow
If I can sip it from my cup
Yeah this little light of mine
Make
Yeah
Xavia Da Prince
What you talking about Willis
Aye
Man I swear, it's funny
You make a little money
You do a couple shows, not everyone
Wants you
mouth (Little bitch)
Quick to say "I'm sorry" when you're funny
Y'all can have him, cause Dangerous don't want him
He'll tell a lie almost every other
usually find a little 'ol piece of dog-eared poetry. I was cleaning out my wallet the other day and ran across a whole bunch of I.O.U's, some of 'em
babysitted, playing with him
When she wasn't acting right
Don't you got your own dreams, own goals
It ain't right that you gotta
Put them on hold you went
spiritually
Get out your mind literally
There's a bigger me inside this little me
Screaming out I should make history
I am like a mystery
Hated by jealousy
Yeah
Yeah
Art of seduction
Hoes jump like Vince Carter backstage like they apart of production
We talked about her dreams you gotta start off with
You called me up in the middle of the night, set it up with that funny little lie
The one where we don't ever die
And even in the lukewarm hours, your
a little more
Tell me honey that this ain't the end
Tell me honey this ain't the end
Funny, funny that you ask me
It's funny, funny till you sass me
Make
I'm glad to see you
I had a funny dream
You were wearing funny shoes
You were going to a dance
You were dressed like a punk but you are too young
I'm glad to see you
I had a funny dream
You were wearing funny shoes
You were going to a dance
You were dressed like a punk but you are too young
I've been loving you a long time
Down all the years, down all the days
And I've cried for all your troubles
Smiled at your funny little ways
We
trains
Before all this pain we all wuz kangz
By the way
Married couples that use the one same
Facebook page are all like Krang
Every gay little page
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