Lyrics:
nah, better yet, point him out
Hey, me and the streets got a joint account
I'm from the streets that you need to be warned about
New Orleans, whoadie,
music industry fan
Hey yo my man, look at my hand, they look human right?
You think I'm a monster, ill circus clown
Not a specimen, don't look at me
nothing but a smoker
That's the way it goes, that's the name of the game
Young brother getting over by slanging 'caine
Gold around his neck and 14K heavy
place!
Hey!
Look at Vanessa's face!
Hey!
Everything changes today!
Hey!
Goodbye, Mr. Rosario!
Okay!
I'm taking over the barrio!
the rainbow be they new precipice
Yet they calling me insensitive
Know they trading my life for commas
Look in the class, they breath in sexonomics
None
never get over this
Now they wanna see us broke up
'Cause I'm lovesick, got me all choked up
Look, you keep my head in the clouds, mami,' til I can't
You can look at my eyes and see
That a great big man like me has been
(Cryin', cryin')
(Cryin', cryin') cryin' my heart and soul out to you, baby
Devil lurks and waits for me,
But I was saved by grace you see,
YM, like I'm in Christ,
Jesus is a lie,
That's wool pulled over their eyes,
Hair like
the silence next to being
Look back in wonder at the possibilities
This will never be over until one of us is dead and buried deep
Karma come over to me
Hey
Hey
that..
I felt like, he was being blessed by the God himself in a disguise..
That's why I'm telling you..
Hey.. from what you're saying..
It looks like it's
Hey hey
Don't get older
Rabbi Nachman once said
Hey hey
You can start over
Why do you think
They just don't like me
I do not take it so lightly
I
tripping on some bullshit
Yo they got me tripping man, they got me tripping man
They got me tripping, hey, I swear I’m ‘bout to lose it
Look, I’m an Indian
"Hey punk, you forgot your chair!"
And by the look in his eyes, I knew that this was the end.
Then he body slammed me two or three times
And he put
nothing but a smoker
That's the way it goes, that's the name of the game
Young brother getting over by slanging 'caine
Gold around his neck and 14K heavy
make my way, G,
c nxgga, I would've died for,
Is calling me crazy,
Saying I'm possessed by satan,
Look at all the things,
That they're saying, uh
"The guys from the time are right behind you"
"Are you serious?"
"No, I'm not look, I, I mean yes I am! Over there"
"Oh my God"
"Can you believe
Look at my skull, a nigga stuck in the struggle With a slam, trying to make him rub him Hey, hey, hey He took my sister's second ass from the club
came from
Born in a world going where they told me I can't go
In my lane, though, I'm in the same boat as Usain Bolt
Get ahead by any means so
These n***** hot
Told you I’m the one, you told me I’m not
Just check the plot
Pandora why’d you have to open the box
Hey thanks a lot
Ay why’d she
ought to be arrested
That's alright
My mama didn't have to put a sheet over my head so sleep could slip up on me
Hey, looky here
What's that?
Where
ought to be arrested
That's alright
My mama didn't have to put a sheet over my head so sleep could slip up on me
Hey, looky here
What's that?
Where
Hey Diddle Diddle love me just a little
Please baby say you will little boy blue
That's me without you
'Cause you know how you make me feel
C'mon
You can look at my eyes and see
That a great big man like me has been
(Crying, crying)
(Crying, crying)
Crying my heart and soul out to you, baby
(Miss you, miss you)
Oh, Lord (miss you)
You can look at my eyes and see
That a great big man like me has been
(Crying, crying)
(Crying, crying)
Crying
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