Lyrics:
she only wants to talk of love,
You go to see a play or ballet, and spend it searching for her glove,
Let a woman in your life and you invite eternal
fuckin' family; what else could I do
But be a thug? Out slangin' with the homies
Fuck hangin' with them phonies in the club!
Got my mind on danger; never
Making love to a picture frame
One more time tonight
You can tell by the lines in her smile
Something is not right
Where are you hiding
by his trade
And he carries the reminders
Of every glove that laid him down
Or cut him till he cried out
In his anger and his shame
"I am leaving,
She only wants to talk of love,
You go to see a play or ballet, and spend it searching
For her glove, Let a woman in your life
And you invite
and jests
Still a man hears what he wants to hear
And disregards the rest
When I left my home and my family
I was no more than a boy
In the company
so cold
Why she's all alone and they never met her family
Mama's always gone and she never met her daddy
Part of her is missin' and nobody will
drink that lean til I'm stuck
Fell by my hand, I need a glove
Diamond all white just like a dove
Got married to the money, I fell in love
Young nigga
really don't care
Kiss my shades
Hand in glove
The good people laugh
Yes, we may be hidden by rags
But we've something they'll never have
Hand in
really don't care
Kiss my shades
Hand in glove
The good people laugh
Yes, we may be hidden by rags
But we've something they'll never have
Hand in
really don't care
Kiss my shades
Hand in glove
The good people laugh
Yes, we may be hidden by rags
But we've something they'll never have
Hand in
stands a boxer,
And a fighter by his trade
And he carries the reminders
Of every glove that laid him down
Or cut him till he cried out
In his anger
you brother
A tinted hearse is what most men leave in
Followed by a limo full of family and close friends greaving
When you pull the marijuana
I'ma
brother
a tinted hearse is what most men leave in
followed by a limo full of family and close friends greavin
when you pull the marijuana
ima want
my family (familie yo oh oh)
Cause I'm in love with my family (familie yo oh oh)
And all I've got is my family (familie ye eh eh)
They will stand by
on, fucking mask on
Gloves on, put your gloves on
Stay safe, just stay at home
Sanitize, keep your hands clean
Covik 1-9 wrecking the world
It's a cold
pounds, stood 4-foot-6
He sat up at the bar by himself every night
With a mean attitude and a balled-up fist
Now all around town everybody asked why
He
your problems up on facebook and don't know what the fuck to do
Fuck you. I'm doing everything by myself
"Nigga, I am you, you don't even got noone else
You know sometimes I feel like this quarantation is good man
Just gives to time to relax and just really mediate on loved ones and family
a way
My family gotta eat
Punching the clock like I'm in the twelfth round with Cashius
Get my check, pay all the bills and I'm still Wondering where my
interments. I fled.
I can't watch you get tucked away to Amazing Grace,
or hear the aches and pain escapin your family's strainin face.
God forbid someone
GSC, Meet the Family shit
Can't hold you forever, you gon' get a date
Tell 'em free my nigga Critter Mate
Hold ya head to all my niggas in the state
on the
Curb cause my visions blurry
Maybe if they tried to understand me
What should I do?
I had to feed my fucking family
What else could I do
But be a thug,
Jackson music was the greatest
Homie wore the glove like Gary Payton
Look at all the buzz thats recreated
Love you, when you're gone you become hated
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