Lyrics:
You already know what I been on
You know where I be at
'Cause men lie, women lie
Numbers don't, I see that
Catch me in a private jet
Like fuck
the boys' room coolin' by the locker
All the girls in class know that I'm the cool rocker
Punk in the hall man I should of oughta hit him
Had the fresh
lonesome ground down low
Gonna lay him in that cold lonesome ground
Well they laid the President by that long cold branch Mr Garfield's been laid down
the boys' room coolin' by the locker
All the girls in class know that I'm the cool rocker
Punk in the hall man I should of oughta hit him
Had the fresh
Made a promise I shouldn’t have
with the church tower above my head
That old red had made you dance
I had to catch you by my hand
On that night, I
by a big red ball
It stung and my head hung
Back to class with a bloody nose
And soon it was lunch time
Mom said I should ask about how poor kids
just a ghost
Try not to close my eyes
I'm haunted by the thought of you at night
You're sitting on your throne
I'm outside in the cold
Now I'm on my own
that we both felt
Something far worse than pain
So I'll walk there by myself
And I'll light the candles alone
And I'll feel my lungs get cold, cold
Hm, we both in this
Can't show me nobody cold as this
A stone in the cold of the arctic of poles in the negatives couldn't be froze as this
Still can't
sweet I'll just rap by myself"
Yeah it's just another cold day sittin' in the shack
Make another beat and make another track then
Heat up the knives,
brothers right in their eyes and tell 'em "It's really us!"
I won't be locked down by a cuff
At the end of the day it's all love
At the end of the day I need
wasn’t perfect
Till a nigga started winning
But I had to make a living
Had to get it how I got it
Spent cold nights sleeping inside of a closet
But I
this road
And I know that it ends in nowhere
But still here I go 'Cause it's all I know
And there's comfort in being
If my heart had wings i'd fly away
ends
U was my favorite girl
U was pose 2 be proud to call Me yo man
I had u smoking out the quitey
I was smacking on nat booty
Had u fucking in the studi
[Music & Lyrics: M. Korsback]
A long time ago in the night: Many men dressed in white, ready to fight, For their land and to
Be free. Driven by
advantage Thats why i dont ask for much
Gotta learn to just be thankful appreciate what you have
Or else time gon pass make you appreciate what you had
See
I'm moving slow-woah-woah-woah
Lean in my veins got my soul so cold
Way too much pain to deal with
I believed that I'd be fine without you here
I'm
with a wink
Yea yea
I be so cold with a mink
Yea yea
Try to take my soul get hit
Yea yea
I'm sold to Christ my King
Yea yea
And that's just real though
said fuck keeping classy, she do the full routine, rude and sassy
The baseless allegations, she said I could be cheating and she wouldn't put it past me
I'm accusin'
Someone of cold blooded killin'
It might be you or it might be me!
Someone's impostor, off the roster!
Don't have the asteroids, the chute
livin'
I guess that's the thanks I get for givin'
I had a dream
Wakin' about that dream in the cold sweat
Smoke this shit that's in my ashtray
Here about
Only thing I know, it's gonna be
Alright
You ever wonder what it means to make it by any means
And finally obtain your dreams
On the come up, but
To carry your son
I am waiting in a silent prayer
I am frightened by the load I bear
In a world as cold as stone,
Must I walk this path alone?
Be with
London's sweet, cold
Soft, harsh, real embrace
Yes it changed it all
Yes it changed it all
My countryside was stomped out by Air Max 95s
My countryside was
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