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blaze, fulfillin' them, Keith ?, Jesse, Jamil and them
We originate styles, other be stealin' them
You got a good rise in your rolodex, who flow is
bitch to fuck and somewhere to go
Nobody knows how it feels to be a star
When you walking out in public people know who you are
They wanna talk a flick
joor-joor-joor
I'm Seun Kuti when I'm smoking (w)rappers
Whether white or brown I really do spit raw
Alaye joor-joor-joor
Jesse Jagz you're my buddy,
I couldn't
I'm smoking rappers
Whether white or brown, I really do spit raw
Alaye joor joor joor
Jesse Jagz you're my buddy
I couldn't do this in a hurry
But
at who you are, you've come too far
It's in your hands, just be a man
Get the jelly out your spine
Cobwebs out of your mind
I can't go to sleep, I
Lisa
Your laugh is better than Beethoven's Fifth
You are by far the best creature that's ever lived
Lennon and McCartney couldn't write a song that puts
hard
We going hard
Then ok
If you don't like
My mama pray
Then ok
We going hard
We going hard
Anyway yeaaaa he he
Bring my gold bottle
No body sleep
not gonna write you a sad song
I'm not gonna write about how I don't belong
'Cause as tempting as it seems
Well, that just isn't me
So, I'll do like
do you, how do you sleep?
I found the letter you wrote me
It still smells just like you
Damn those sweet memories
How do you, how do you sleep
do you, how do you sleep?
I found the letter you wrote me
It still smells just like you
Damn those sweet memories
How do you, how do you sleep
I guess it's got to be done
Otherwise how would you get all you mail
If that old iron horse couldn't run?"
I said, "I hear you mister and you do
Raining In My Heart
All the sad songs take me back to you now that we are apart.
Now I know how Paul McCartney felt when he got up to say:
I wish it
the houses aren't all the same
Jesse, I wish you would take mewhere the grass is greener
I couldn't really say where it may be
Oh, some place high
don't do the drugs
Drugs do the Jesse
Don't know exactly what I Am
But I know that we gone make it
I do not know what they’re tellin ya
All of these
business people
People get on the phone with
Me and talk to me
Like "What kind of business can he do though?
What type of businnes are you
Doing? What's
police chief
And was conceived by Parker, Robert B
Oh and while Jesse Stone was getting big
You guested as a guy named Ivan Tiggs
In a courtroom show in
don't gotta talk
Every single time I come you niggas know I gotta do it
Yes I gotta do it and I gotta kill 'em and I gotta hit 'em
Yes you know a nigga
how to do it,
Jesse Watters will show you how
6. Ideals too lofty for those who squeal
Day and night about “stop the steal.”
Death throes
All the sad songs take me back to you
now that we are apart
Now I know how Paul McCartney felt when he got up to say I wish it was yesterday
So I sit
know but you don't know do ya!
Live your life by the rumours, confusion that's the sort of shit that a fool does
I'm so sick I could make a sneeze cough
the bag
And do it til you get your number hung up in the rafts
I did it thinking more like Eldridge Cleaver over re-up
But knowing that the bag is almost
thing
I aint even mad, show em how you ball
Go and pick your poison, let’s keep it halal
Baby girl don’t worry on how to get me pleased
Just as long
Dior
Jesse what you need from the store
(I need me like two or three whores)
Think bigger, we can always do more
Go and get her
Got 26 bitches, each got
a forest
Can't give you the sauce, better make yo' own
Metal gear, my gang is solid
Brand new bitch, she say that I am wildin'
How you gon' know if you ain't
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