Lyrics:
left a child so rare
Rosemary your day will come
He loved you so He gave His only son
Keep the faith in your soul
Stay down on your knees
I'm
corruption
You say, I'm pure and then undiluatable
And once I'm in your blood I make it pursuitable
Now only they say sing it on son
Sing it on son, she
Keep pilling in the kitchen sink
I'm tired of you cinque me but you keep blinking me
When your energy is weaken me
Shall I put you back into the deep sea
hundreds collide
Falling right from the sky
Kenny Lofton and I be so high
Riverfront in 305
I'll be down, park by the side with B. Brown
With knee problems I
even play
Cause the beast be out n'all manner ways
Yeah the warfare psycho-energetic with
The time sign slid'n in prophetic
Keep my mind right till eye
more
Yo when Keith Lamar and Scott got shot by the cops
and Gregory Hill Junior got killed in his own garage
Yo they shot Javan Bailey and Jaqainy
Red wine time on the couch
Happy you agreed to hang out
Keep my head in the clouds
Keep them old names out your mouth
I can make you laugh out
up I think I'll tell you what I saw
The day your daughter Ellie and the judge's son went swimmin' in the raw
Is that supposed to be a party what you
everything is gushin'
A little bit of water, it's what the sons and daughters
When they come to Brazil, it's all in order
Gotta go down, gotta hold down
in jail
Everybody hard till it come to bail, nail in the coffin
NyQuil not on option, QB keep it we ain't sneaking
We gon make it stick
Guns are
lying
And some of these h*es be tripping
Take a good look in my eyes
You’ll see the history unfolding
All the lies it took me to tell
To show you ma
scooter
And I'm too heartless for this shit, so I might hurt you later
Your bitch wearing Lacoste, she bite me like an alligator
I'm so lost in the sauce,
throwing that words
Look around, look around
Gentleman with the brown skin girl
One in town, one in town
Let me keep throwing that words
Look around, look
quicky quickly made
My other brother by the name of Patrick "Sleepy" Brown
Said that our +Noize+ is the type that you should keep around
They led me
Seen Nothin
Ya Gurl Is Persistant, She Aint Stoppin
[Hook:]
Man She Say She Want A Hood Nigga
I Keep The Purp By The Pound
The Trunk Stay
McChickens heard more stories than Marvin Scott
Imma get 'em high like my bands up, high
Just like your tablespoon, hot
Like you pray to moose, nah
I keep
Keep you by my side all the time like we Siamese
You some good fortune take you out get some Chinese
And you graceful do your thang with the ease
Got
sayin
Big Moe up in the house
Ty G and Dreddy Kruger representin
[Chorus: x2]
We make that music that moves your body (natural high natural
Do you know how I feel
I keep on looking for something real
You see my heart is in this place
Everybody always asking
Me when when will you find
Dried rose petals, red brown circles
Framed your eyes and stained your knuckles
And all those lonely nights down by the river
Brought me bread
down a lot
When you come around the block, brothas clown a lot
But please don't cry, dry your eyes, never let up
Forgive but don't forget, girl, keep
clothes, lacing your click up with diamond vogues
Your people holdin' dough, no parole
No rubbers, go in raw imagine, law with no undercovers
Just some
chains round the neck
He ever seen her before, her face don't connect
No, so keep it on the low, go
Seizes her by the arm
Looks right into the eyes cause
on your mobile phone
When you sippin' that shit we keep blowin' on
I'm bout that, I'm bout that
That billy out in that driveway
Cost more than my house did
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