Lyrics:
Ayy come on JoJo
'Pac, hahaha
Yeah, that type of shit (maybe it's the thug in me)
Yeah
You know what time it is
Yeah, yeah, yeah, put your
in your dreams
I just spend it all on my team, and we go
Yeah, yeah, yeah
We gettin' pay day, day yeah
We're just gettin' by (by)
Savin'
Walking across the sitting-room, I turn the television off
Sitting beside you, I look into your eyes
As the sound of motorcars fades in the night
Walking across the sitting-room, I turn the television off
Sitting beside you, I look into your eyes
As the sound of motorcars fades in the night
Walking across the sitting-room, I turn the television off
Sitting beside you, I look into your eyes
As the sound of motorcars fades in the night
in your words
The absurd, slurred into beauty to be heard
You swim through deceit, the lies that you tell
The stories you sell, knowing you well, I
for my eyes to close
Smile on your child so he knows
God has a face
When all that you believed in was a lie
Are you willing to accept it when you find
Somebody Deep In Love
Could Turn Around And Mess It Up
This Could Be By Far
The Worst Case Scenario
Two Man's Face
In The Escalade
(Lookin At Your
anything to your face
'Cause look at your face (gorgeous)
And I'm so furious
At you for making me feel this way
But what can I say?
You're gorgeous
Beat you in your face wit a rope knotted up
'Cause we don't give a fuck, the Headless Horseman Kurupt
See I'm off the wall nigga, Horse mentality
I'm
fucked up kicks on
Next is a small tank top, the spot, shot it up
Beat you in your face wit a rope knotted up
'Cause we don't give a fuck,
Face
Please don't fuck with me
I lay you down like state prop
Hit em with a bat
Yeah
Watch his face pop
Homer out the park
But you be scared to play your
lives in me, my dear (that you and me are no longer)
Want no one but you
I get so lonely (every time I see your face, babe, ooh)
Can't let just anybody
Legs sprain in a ditch
I know that you're fake
I know that you're not okay
I know you want me by your side
I already told you to rest in peace
I have
by the pot belly stove
You got your hands on fire, your face is aglow
Sit'n in a pub by a pot belly stove
You got your hands on fire, your face is
runnin'
Your baby by your side told the whole world you're comin'
Work so hard to do what is right
Believed in what you're doin' but so many fights
Down at Your feet, oh Lord
Is the most high place
In Your presence, Lord
I seek your face, seek your face
Down at Your feet, oh Lord
Is
When I'm in L.A., pedal to the floor, mane
Your bitch in my face, she must be a hoe, mane
Money in the way, I can't see my floor, mane
Pull up,
and
I'm a black grenade that'll blow up in your face
With a fifth in me, when I guzzle Remy I do shit on purpose
You never hear me say, "Forgive me"
I'm
of inspiration is the motivation
Fasten your safety belt
While I take you face-to-face with the nosiest computer I know
Where'd you get that funk from?
When I
You going to be dead by the first 48
My niggas pull up with three 38's
Run up on the gang get shot in the face
My niggas don't play got rugers
outside gettin' litty
Showin' me the titties (woo), actin' like a menace
Standin' on the couch (what), standin' on business (go)
Drink's in your mouth
TheBeatAsylum wait, ayy
Pray to God I live another day (Oh, oh, oh)
Chopper on me, put it to your face
(Oh, oh, oh)
I'm so high that I can't feel my
the block
Could put your face on a shirt
I was groomed by the block
Started putting in work
Bitch I was groomed by the block
Had my hand in the pot
We was
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