Lyrics:
you know how we move
Only exotics in my panic room
It calms me down but goes opposite too
Smokin octane you can tell by the fumes
Ball out, Kyrie
with jelly
I gotta slow down or else its my belly
Nothing to worry stay calm it's a party
Chased by the baddies like its tom and jerry
I never be shy got
the blood is just as sweet
When ever I go praise the Lord I know he watchin me
Strength and power, blessing when you call him by his name
Satan get to skatin
the blood is just as sweet
When ever I go praise the Lord I know he watchin me
Strength and power, blessing when you call him by his name
Satan get to skatin
His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti
He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm
Yeah knew I was going to be great ever since I was eight
That's why I stay calm and unshaky no matter the quakes yeah
I feel like a surfer my nigga I
Momma tried to tell me calm down with everything that I'm doing
mamma tried to tell me calm down with everything that I'm doing
Yeah, she has told me
on the
guitar. He wrote it all by himself. O.K., Stevie, bring your three friends
up, they can play with you. That Seve Vai, what a nice little boy. {I wrote
bought
But, you took a short, cause one guy hasn't been paid
He is the Jack of Spades!
He's a, calm kind of guy, courageous and loyal
But don't
palms are sweaty, knees weak
Arms are heavy there's vomit on his sweater
Already: Mom's spaghetti he's nervous
But on the surface he looks calm and ready
shinin'
So hard, them niggas be killin' shit, oh
And he wanna be like hoes, I'm leavin'
'em dro, these niggas ain't seein' me, nah
This shit that I'm
a hundred rounds (do-do)
Like he tryna movie the body (movie)
It was like 11 in the mornin'
Skippin' school, that's a truancy body
I made me some racks in
This is Jelly on the beat, ayy, JB, ayy, 2K, that's how we gon' do it, ayy
Okay, my boy just hit me up, he say he havin' a problem
I told him, God
the Boro boy
Swing and knock out
Frustration on a ten
Even zen me wont calm down
I'm hot now
Tryna Woosah
To the other cheek
God know he testing me
Cuz
piles of dog shit next to my yard
Motherfucker keep testing me
If I ever catch you
Pigs might arrest me
My fists will sting
I best cool out
Calm down
see
It always helps makes me believe
That everything will be ok
At the end of the day
I close my eyes and count to ten
And I calm down when I open them
liver is
Corrupting all his ligaments
Now he's at a standstill so tell me if he'll live again
The fire in his heart, still seem to be simmering
Now
(aye)
Twisting my tree
I'm cool, I'm calm and relieved
Got this shit by the leash (no stress)
Can you teach me some moves
Can you teach
Teach me some
Can
There's a storm brewing
That was the only time he was proud of me, I joined the kiddie league
Balled out for free every week
Fucked up my knees,
The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want
He leads me by the waters, he calms my soul
There your rod and staff, they comfort me
As you lead me
right, yo
Verse One: Dr. Dre
fuck the motherfucking police!
They don't want peace, they want a nigga deceased
So he'll cease to be a problem, and by
Nothing
What wretched man I am, just a pauper
Russian roulette with six bullets in revolver
Destined to die, but by His grace, He took my place
Flashback
(whats up?)
Now you know what fuckin' set he's claimin'
A wild little nigga and it ain't no tamin'
And just when you think everything is calm
That
sea-food inside of my gumbo
Peach cobbler made by my momma so make my plate super jumbo
Family keeping me humble and catching me if I stumble
I rather spit
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