Lyrics:
allowing you to grow you see
I used to look at women like some groceries
I used to see them socially
And bag them one by one when they're approaching me
(Theories that were rejected by the outside world) I
Switch my appearance
You're so curious
Can't hear you over the turbulence
On a quest for new
refuse to lose
That just ain’t me (Hoo)
Race me and you will see (Hoo)
So we can see eye to eye (Hoo)
Trying to win against me (Hoo)
Man you got the wrong
him
Got questions about Christian living
He'll answer like Iverson
Heard me say Christ in all my songs
Dude run up on me like what if I'm wrong
I said
the gunner pop, tell me who you wanna rock
It's crew love Rocafella 'til I die
Nigga keep it moving, don't get caught up in this drive-by
The breaks over,
yeah, yeah, yeah you a deadman
Play with me I put a band on your headman
All you fuck niggas there better chill man
Got your bitch popping pussy
replying
Niggas be hating they don't like how i Rhyme
Got locked up and i did me some time
Thought i was straight but I'm stuck in my prime
Heard he was
but after they little hopes and dreams get broken
Me and Hi-Tek, we live long and prosper like Vulcans
Think I'm jokin'? We both got sons, we make
the plot, I'll teach you niggaz conspiracy theories
I spit this shit in code, but I pray that you hear me
'cause see he know him and, he meets you
They get
Motivated by clothes and the bad bitches
Big jewels on me sitting in the glass tinted
If I ain't making money then I'm moving too slow
How the fuck
What am I doing
What am I saying
Tell me what is wrong with you
Why'd you keep doing this
Treating me like shit
I have nothing to lose
You don't
When you're alone at night and need somebody by your side
No matter wrong or right sayin' it's gonna be alright
No one'll hold you tight, no one'll
to the next bitch
Conference call with Netflix, should I go to HBO?
Labels goin' public, get me on that IPO
Got acres up in Joshua, Michael Jordan
Teach me how I'm supposed to wait I got no patience, I want it right now
Tryna give you experiences you will not get alone Tryna teach what theory
Deadman
All I wanted was the drugs and the cars and the bands
Now I'm living by his word
I got possession of the land
Yeah I worship Yahweh
He got the world
We got the jazz, we got the jazz
We got the jazz, we got the jazz
We got the jazz, we got the jazz
We got the jazz, we got the jazz
Stern firm
sad and fucking bummy
So Ima take these pills inside this room by my lonely
Yeah, you need to back, back, you don’t fucking know me man
I’m a demon,
don't give a honk! You picked the wrong dude
If a honk was my virginity, consider me prude
I consider it rude to have honk-spectations
Only thing I
We got the jazz, we got the jazz
We got the jazz, we got the jazz
We got the jazz, we got the jazz
We got the jazz, we got the jazz
Stern firm
got metaphysical lyrics that are glistenin'
And the people who know what's up, are locked up, shut up and shot up
They tried to keep us down, but by
You'll take good care of me
We cannot go by what we see
It's all about faith and the trust theory
Big as a boulder or small as a seed
It's all about faith
fish are in the sea
Is not the theory for me
And that's for sure
Just like I said before
I love you, love you madly
If you could see the happy you
fish are in the sea
Is not the theory for me
And that's for sure
Just like I said before
I love you, love you madly
If you could see the happy you
attention
And take note on what I find
Cause when it's time to put it together
All those answers that I found now get me by
Not saying I'm always right
But
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