Lyrics:
'Cause it don't matter how they lay me down
Just see they bury me out by mama's apple tree
And send my body back to my home town
Well, my mama was
it's so hard to resist
The temptation of her tender red lips
But you can hurt, hurt
Yeah, you can get hurt
Foolin' around
With that little town
this odyssey
It's hard to see somebody
Honestly acting with modesty
My life's my art
The words I speak are my utensil
From your ear back to the record
You see I made it I made it
Yeah I take it back in time then I bring it to the point where we are right now you see
I made it I made it
I do what I
There's that flower shop on Main
Lord, it's been too long since it's seen my face
I probably should've stopped by yesterday
Just a few miles from
First time he saw the ground get busted
He was 10, it was 1952
His daddy worked hard
From sun up til sundown
And the goin' got tough
Behind them
Refugees
One time, M.O.P. (oh, oh, oh, oh)
Two times, uh, Bumpy Knuckles (oh, oh, oh, oh)
Now the world is in trouble, come on (oh, oh)
Yo, you're
Sometimes it's hard to be a woman
Giving all your love to just one man
You'll have bad times
And he'll have good times
Doin' things that you
And I
Just float
Times are hard like they always are
We go
An innerspaceman far from home
I'm coming down from the twilight zone
Innerspaceman
"Depleted Uranium is used on
The ends of bullets
And on the ends of shells because
It is so hard that almost any armament is
Vulnerable to something
ride on it, if she sits on it, if she licks on it
It make it hard for me to stand up
As time goes by, attractions getting deeper
Wet dreaming thinkin'
Just to quench
Our thirst
And all this time i tried hard to recall it
Little by little it´s fading away
One last time
I wanna be there
Before it´s gone
Yeah
It's been a long time, ohh
(Hitmaka)
I should've seen it from the jump
Who would've knew what we'd become?
You like to love me when it's
state this my Panamera flow
Offshore Royal oak, I got diamonds in 'em
Gucci jean suit, keep a couple thousand in 'em
Came up hard, handle food in
Well we've had our troubles, we've had our hard times
Were some might have stumbled, we've always survived
Sometimes love weakens, when the chips are
'bout beefin', lettin' them K's spark
Knockin'-it-off-your-shoulder soldiers, them real niggas
Niggas who did time, hard-to-kill niggas
How you
a working man
I feel each day go by
I couldn't understand I was too weak to fight
But I'm finding out, I'm finding out
It took a little time for me
what you got
and if I like it I'll cop
[Fifty]
Damm nigga, you hot
you talkin' like you tryin' to get a nigga knocked
what time is it? man, it's
that easily
Most of the time, I can get by
It's just a little hard on me
But I'm getting used to that old truck of yours
Sitting out in the drive
a really long time
I don't let too many people see my soft side
At the end of the day, baby, you're my sunshine
Every day I wake up, it's money, money,
It's a shame, how can time
Take away what is mine
I'm gonna bury the memories
One by one by one
Anyone here who feels the same?
(Who here feels
I've been spinning in circles
Stuck in the state of contemplate
By the time that you hear this it will be too late
May not do a bit of good
But
hard for me to let you GO!
(Baby don't) GO! (Baby don't) go!
(Baby don't) go (baby don't)
Through the time I been alone, time I spent on phones
hard as I can
You see the water drip dropping on me
I'll have a house by twenty one, you ain't got nothing on me
That's why I drive a SantaFe, bitch I
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