Lyrics:
no love
I'm cold like my toes growin' up po'
Compare us to ghosts 'cause niggas don't be livin' no mo'
A million images but no vision they shrinkin'
And honestly look up in the sky
And give God an apology
Then look down at her
Face diabolically and uhh!
All over her face-ology
Fuck it, I'm makin' up words
Writing rhymes at night in the house by myself
I open mailboxes, all I see was more bills
Gettin' cold chicken, walkin' down Ryan's hills
Askin' moms for 50
Shout out 808melo
Running through traffic lights for you
You should stay by my side
Ima pick up my line for you
Only have to bell it twice
Ima let
walkin' out the house with style and grace
(Don't you)
You pick up your girl and take her to dinner
'Cause when the night is over you think you're gonna win
Layin' down in the grass, lookin' at the sun
Growin' older, how can I seem to make it
Fightin' and crying, I don't know how to take it
Always told that it
terro tin in.
lika homicide. like a tis dow like a well bow tis doe waaaaaaay!
Submitted by Zodiac
NIGHT GOAT:
She wants my way to feel
A lot a niggas dead or locked away
Teenage women growin' up with AIDS
'Cause that's the life when you're livin' in the (ghetto)
Oh, eatin' in
A lot a niggas dead or locked away
Teenage women growin' up with AIDS
'Cause that's the life when you're livin' in the (ghetto)
Oh, eatin' in
In a
Waking up next to someone I met not too long ago
In the night the lights are bright
Hammering drinks as they
Hear my plight
I'm trying not
crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. One hundred years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst
Walk up in the house party high as a kite
Drop 3 or 4 shots now I'm feeling alright
Head straight out back so I hit that grav bong
Shorty over by
look up, I see my son playin' by the pool
Chef in there makin' spicy tuna rolls and shit
And I'm like, "How the fuck did it get to this, bro?"
I ain't
weed.
CHORUS
The boys in Colorado just assume pay for gold, the nights are too long the growin season's too cold. They just assume smoke a joint
right
I've already lost my sight, but my visions keep me up
At night
All these lames be all bark no bite
No equivalent when I come by
I got my spirit I
buildin' a team
This paper got me doin' magic woke up in a dream
What you know about top-down sunset California drip?
What you know about Rolls Royce
Shame
Growin' up came quietly in the arms of Mabel Joy
Laughter found the mornings brought meaning to his life
Yes the night before she left sleep came
Spending the night tracing back to the time
God stopped believing in us
And that's why get high, California High
Lately all I do is get blasted
Take my life
the night
By and by there came a lady
Busked in linens lily-white
Thaney beckoned tae the lady
Through the mirk she couldnae tell
That it was
carried by twelve
Time in that cell made me realize, niggas don't show real love
I empty out that jet for what that make me fill that clip up
Ridin'
on the low-low[03:05.38]Sake on the mantle, herbs growin' in the window, yeah yeah[03:11.14]Cause she my little Secret Down In SOHO yeah[03:14.78]And we keep it
In the laid back California town of sunny San Raphael
Lived a girl named Pearly Sweetcake you probly knew her well
Shed been stoned fifteen of her
In the laid back California town of sunny San Rafael
Lived a girl named Pearly Sweetcake, you prob'ly knew her well.
She'd been stoned fifteen
Growin up I was a knucklehead
Boy you never listen to me!
Thats what my momma said
Im from the projects i ain't never had shit
Me and my older
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