Lyrics:
or I don't know you
Wu-Tang Killa Bees, son, what? Don't make me blow you
Come to +Show U Love+, so let me show you
[RZA]
You might get splat by
got slow went and got me a pound, that Towkio grown
TMZsocio, why they so nosy though?
These niggas lyin' I call 'em Pinocchio, ayy
You know this
'cause I've been cold
Be quiet and raise your hand's what I've been told
Man, that gets old
So I'ma let it all go with a pencil
Phony rap's what you want
help
In our land of milk and honey, there's a man who is counting the stars
His name is old Bob, talk to him if you meet him, he is the one who will bark
away my pain
Cuz I got this makeshift complacency raised
Aww shit at times everything can seem so ugly and bland
Then the next thing you know it feels so
know at first you aint like me I was convincing to you
My heart is so fragile it might break I don't wanna give it to you
We met on Monday by Friday we
There's so much dust in the room I can't even breathe without coughing
Goddamn
I cannot save it up
I don't make enough
Bro you play too much
I hate
nothing civil inside of me
Now you’re going to see
The way I see
I already told you in bars 5 and 6
I pop pineal glands
You pricks
So fuck
mother thinking that you on some other shit
Oh, what a job this is
As easy as it looks to you, I make it look so easy
With the music I'd be making big
mother thinking that you on some other shit
Oh, what a job this is
As easy as it looks to you, I make it look so easy
With the music I'd be making big
like Bob, not Marley
I'm on so I gotta have my cake like a party
You be on some shit, in love with her body
She gon' fuck the whole crew
You gon' say I
(tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight)
Alright (alright, alright)
Yeah, I told you, bro
We takin' it all the way to the top right now, man, look
Bob your head
Be Careful, It's My Heart
Bing Crosby
Words and music by Irving Berlin
-From the musical "Holiday Inn"
Sweetheart of mine, I've sent you
after you so honestly love ain't my best attribute
Be lying If I told I ain't understand yo attitude emotions disappear under covers just like its magical
to pay me before I die
So bob your sweet head
Brother Ziggy going to play
I'm just about the best you can hear
Gonna rock it in your head
Shazam
to God all I fear
Is Allah so why try me?
Cross me get crucified, why would I lie akhi?
You look like the Predator by prey
(pray) on God akhi
They say if
Money on the dresser
Tiv in the bed
Smoking so much og
I think it going to my head
Bitch yo look aint everything
Don't bring shit to the table
You get
just so hard to bare
I've never hurt a woman and I told myself I wouldn't dare but
That's just how vile we are, we sick enough to find a car and
Break
as much as I do
Baby, pay me a visit
Why you chillin' by yourself at home?
Spare key, under the doormat (yeah)
So you can make yourself at home
Pac did what he did cause he was a vessel
He is, his energy never dies
Bob Marley, vessel felah, vessel ye, vessel
Sony ATV told me I couldn’t buy
My
letter-Y, I'm so high
I skeet-skeet in any nigga dime like she's mine
Street-sweeper in the back of the hatch, make me pop the latch
Leave you bloody with
letter-Y, I'm so high
I skeet-skeet in any nigga dime like she's mine
Street-sweeper in the back of the hatch, make me pop the latch
Leave you bloody with
[Chorus: B.o.B]
My soul is getting weary, weary
And I know the ending is nearing, nearing tonight
So just say goodbye and kiss your dreams goodnight
whattup?
Ayo black men, you're dyin' by a dozen cousin
So all I do is walk away yo' Prince as if nothin' happened
You call me a punk, I gotta step cause
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