Lyrics:
of my shoes
They too timid to even make it a single minute
I was molded by the pain
Shit, I'm Bane, I was raised in it
You and me are not the same
I was
slashed hoes like I'm Slash on some rockstar shit
Even bought Slash old crib, that's rockstar as it gets
And had my hands on the R&B legends you couldn't
the negative
Alla you are nemesis
Sending shots to the premises
If I want, I'll get it then
Everybody running from me, they like something got into him
I
I'm a, I'm a, I'm a)
[Verse 4: R. Kelly]
It's the remix
Now if you walk up in the club
With a bad chick
And she's looking at me
Then I'm gonna
hopin' it could
They say racism don't exist, if not, why the fuck we pissed?
They hate me 'cause my skin, I'm proudly ripping behind this fence
No more
Where Darby at?
If you at Greystone gettin' your drink on, tell 'em to run this back
Put your hands up in the air, got the call from Will.I.Am
Now it's
as Vanilla Ice's son
And walk around the rest of my life spit on
And kicked and hit with shit every time I sung
Like R. Kelly as soon as "Bump and Grind"
round the whole rim
you want some wings no flats if the cook can.
Read a book while massaging hands
You remember the times
Girl I ain't asking I aint
tight with' no strap
Busta's waitin' up fo' her return get no haps
She come back with' tricks turnin' for show taps
So when I come back into yo' town
want for 60
I'm might just come back
With Poyo instead of 50
Key-C is gonna shine
That boy Shaun reclined
I hit the Long Drive now it's time I do mine
want for 60
I'm might just come back
With Poyo instead of 50
Key-C is gonna shine
That boy Shaun reclined
I hit the Long Drive now it's time I do mine
“What the f*** is that?”
Cause every time I call it quits
I end up coming back
And just to prove and tell y’all fools
You ain’t killin’ s***
I’ll show
her off and my time is up
Hands on that bottom like 6 30
Clocking the block on her
Thick and' her hips workin
Welcome to Slytherin
My dick like a thick
Angelou still I rise
And my poems are coming for you
I flew back to California
Healing in hand
Went straight to that gym
And walked my ass in
And I swear
where your mask for is parties and not going out
Wish we could turn back the clock so we don't have to worry bout curfews and doubt
I don't want
Cause if them jackers catch ya slipping,
lil' man it's for real
I'm ma show you boys
How to work a wood wheel
First thing game face on hand on a steel
you meet your maker
I don't wanna fight with a woman beater, it feeds your nature
If you still bumping R. Kelly, you could thank the Savior
Said if
Just take my hand
and you will see
forever yours i could be
This time
We can't go back,
It's too late to say goodbye
We can't turn back time,
I don't
did R. Kelly, and I
Wish that doc could scream again
And bullets could reverse so Pac and Biggie breathe again, (shit) (I wish)
Then one day they
I WANT YA HAND’S UP HIGH STEP BACK CLAP ONE TIME
HAND’S UP HIGH STEP BACK CLAP TWO TIMES
TURN TO YA LEFT THEN BREAK IT DOWN FOR ME NOW
TURN TO YA
up plan, back up man, I'll do it right with the pact in hands
We kill shit like kumansy, y'all just keep playing like a pack of bear.
When I crack
friends
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
Do you believe in me? Are you deceiving me?
Could I let you down easily, is your heart where it need
coming baby we are so brand new
back to top
kissing bedrock
you've been kissing bedrock i can tell
by the way you carry round the world
on your
'n again
'Cause it sounded good to me
One more time!
We could jam in joe's garage
His mama was screamin',
"turn it down!"
We was playin'
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