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One night, Meek and I meet up at a
Seafood restaurant not far from his hotel
Where we are joined at the
Last minute by Rick Ross
His longtime
of the deal
I told her I'd wave off the landing, I won't let things go too far
But six seconds turned into seven, then eight, here's where I play my guitar
The 7-11 to the fear of breaking down
So send my love a letter bomb
And visit me in hell
We're the ones going
Home
We're coming home again
Home
The 7-11 to the fear of breaking down
So send my love a letter bomb
And visit me in hell
We're the ones going
Home
We're coming home again
Home
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
for proof
Hop in the center of the vortex dial nine eleven
Here we go
Here we are two thousand seven
Gather myself in the mirror damn this Qwanta house
but peacefully cause we think that peace is only got
by peaceful methods and that to fight the establishment
with their own weapons is no good,
because
job It's not too hard
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But when I go home
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And I'm all alone (and I'm by myself babe you heard me)
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You know you're my
gathered 'round the dinner table
I said, "Kids, if you could go anywhere in this great big world, now
Where'd you like to go ta"
They said, "Dad, we want
gathered 'round the dinner table
I said, "Kids, if you could go anywhere in this great big world, now
Where'd you like to go ta"
They said, "Dad, we want
I never thought I'd see Kobe go before Magic
That taught me first, no seconds to waste, only waist I like is her legs wrapped around my face
Fuck
have to start way back at the very beginning
It's the only way we can make any sense of the ending
So, let's take a pause here
Alright
When your mother
really out here! (We really out here, yeah yeah yeah!)
Uh, and it might not be such a bad idea if I never went home again
Fuck the same hoes again
out the muhfuckin' room
'Cause they don't fuckin'
I'd like to propose a toast
I said toast, motherfucker
And I am
(Here's to the Roc)
And they
1: Send In The Clowns
Isn't it rich, are we a pair
Me here at last on the ground
You in mid-air
Send in the clowns
Isn't it bliss, don't you
... and again... and again...
Western Mental Health Institute.
Where's the beginning?
Is there a beginning? Is there an end?
Or are we just in
and Jesus now
Nigga, I'm strapped everywhere I go
Opp tried to walk down in the clothing store
Nigga, you ain't here what happen
Like two months before?
Got
the armor and dust off the grass
There's more dead-end options here, than we'll ever use"
"But nevertheless, there's no money", said the kid
"Well, hell,
Back in the days when I was young I'm not a kid anymore
But some days I sit and wish I was a kid again
Back in the days when I was young I'm not
it and this is how we do it, yeah
I gotta get it
Never regret it the second I said it
It's so fucking pathetic
Your etiquette murder your predicate
Ranges
To leave them niggas brainless
All they tote is stainless
You just remain as
Calm as possible, make the deal go through
If not, here's 12 shots, we
an airplane, yeah
Flying around and around and around and around we go
Hopping and jumping and screaming
Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Mm, they taught us how to be good
somewhere that we could never go
No tracks by the rov from apolo
The landers scotch tape, foil, and poles
The earth should look bigger than the moon in its
killed a guy a lot like you
And she might do it again, I ain't abating
It's dark in here
And the acoustics are amazing
So go ahead and blame her
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