Lyrics:
the best be
Take that shut your mouth though take that
Cause i’m a don
Don’t get me wrong when i’m singing this song
I got back to the war stop bringing
Written by bob welch.
Two different glasses are filled with champagne
What is the meaning of this ?
Cause all of that atmosphere painfully made
Has
with the Burberry on
Yeah
I fucked that bitch in the back with the Burberry on, uh, yeah
And 'til this day, that lil' bitch know all my songs
My
with the Burberry on
Yeah
I fucked that bitch in the back with the Burberry on, uh, yeah
And 'til this day, that lil' bitch know all my songs
My
won't apologize
There's no rhymes to waste cuz lives are at stake
Only righteous by faith that's why I swallow pride
I write songs and by grace I get
it out in the world, so people show me love (echoes)
Yeah, I always get it back
This ain't no pimp game here, that's a different track
We talkin' this
and free
Digging holes on water is no way to be
See once I knew this fellow all his stuff was gone
He said: moon's at my window, I'm the richest man
demo they zone out listening
The more they bob their head you know they ready to give in
The studio right away they must get you in
Sign on the dotted
sense, and dass why I got dollas
I was told the rules, I'm old school
Like my pop fatha
I was showed da moves
Schooled by the olda dudes
How to show
single time I say goodbye
It's 'cause my Time Is Slippin By
Well it's half past noon
And I still ain't moved
I'm still just writing this tune
teeth sometimes it takes an act of God
But I always get it off if it takes off half my bod
So check out all your fingers if you got one out of luck
Then
the family scriptures
1999 nigga, still struggling
Trying to get some money with this mastermind I'm juggling
Sharpen up ya thug mentality
And by the year
not to call you half the time
Cuz' I wonder what I'd do without you by my side
Cuz' I was always yours and you were mine
I take one to the head,
and
Wu Tang Forever came out
Wrote out the lyrics in my english book
Both discs including the skit's
Not a coincidence I spit like this
Craft I have
One two three go
Check it out this song I wrote is
Dumb Dada
Dumb Dada
My style is Dumb Dada
Dumb
My skull so thick it's Dumb Dada
And I am okay with
Glock laid on the table
Day by day closer to fatal
This open Bible ain't savin' me
When it's covered all in this Hennessey
But I pick myself back up
The second time
She bought a record
She told him she liked Bob Dylan
but the truth was she didn't like his music at all
::This is the lost lovers song
Oh,
Or this strong
With so many different flows
This one's for this song
The next one I'll switch up
This one will get bit up
These fucks
To lazy to make
Or this strong
With so many different flows
This one's for this song
The next one I'll switch up
This one will get bit up
These fucks
To lazy to make
Wrong
Wrong
I'm the one they hate if they don't like the song
Song
Song
It's way too much, I don't know how to hold on
On
On
Did I do it for God or for me
This song right here is dedicated to the president of the United States of America
Y'all might know him as George Bush
But where I'm from, lost
to uphold
(Yo, I want everybody to listen to the words of this song)
Or so we're told
I never would've dreamed in a million years I'd see
So many
Lived and died in my songs
Temptation cuts so deep
It's fires still burn so strong
You know I've lived a few mistakes
And I stand by them
It's
disarray
Echos ringing in my brain
Same thang, every 3 am
Cold game, can’t sleep
Fuck it, let’s paint this pain away
Bob Ross how I turn my L’s
Into some
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