Lyrics:
look so good, huh, I'll treat you right)
Cootie in the chair
You're all (Cry together)
Cheeba cheeba, y'all i need (Lie together)
Ya don't stop to get by
Needle sleeping under surface of his polka dot skin
And he hurted
Kid let the addiction win shit
And in this summer job
That took me to neighborhoods
I had
you sure, man?)
Are you kidding me, man?
That stuff in there, that stuff in there taste like fruit punch
I could drink that all night
So you got
you sure, man?)
Are you kidding me, man?
That stuff in there, that stuff in there taste like fruit punch
I could drink that all night
So you got
I never talk
Destroy is the plot
Temper piping hot
Like this kid on a show I used to watch
Calm on the surface
Screaming on the inside
Calm
scene
[Asher Roth]
I'm a quit this crazy scene
Cause everything you see ain't really how it be
Please don't believe in that TV screen
I'm sorry kids but
position of number 19. Hmmm... Not alot of
people remember that. But, I do! Cause I played on them! Hah! Si! Now look, Murders in the Rue.... Oh by
the way,
the beat ride
Fall back to the place it makes you feel alive
Like you felt that you could fly
Lose yourself like you found it
Get lost in this tide
It grows
believe in you
Hold it down for the kids tryna be you
And the dreams that kept you
From the scene Just believe
Yeah Just believe
My father told me
You can
real girl, it's me in your world, believe me
Nothin' make a man feel better than a woman
Queen with a crown that be down for whatever
There are few
real girl, it's me in your world, believe me
Nothin' make a man feel better than a woman
Queen with a crown that be down for whatever
There are few
to believe her
Dividing the people by building a wall as we all stand aside in the bleachers
I guess I grew up with a different belief in what I would define
Bitch, you're just mad, you think you know me, you don't
You don't know the real-life situations I've been through and what really goes on in my
link hopping
'Cause I ain't see no shit
Niggas will believe whatever you tell 'em
If you tell 'em enough
Helpful when you selling some stuff
keyboard, now I'm stuck in sticky keys
Momma said as a baby I hated all those Gerber peas
Trynna bring in cash flow like white surfaces to tiny fleas
Wonder
devise a tribe to try
Align the sides of pie we slice define em by the size they like
Plated up, in line by no one waits for us
Wav could lace the bass in
Transported by mosquitoes and fleas to where you live
So lock yourself in your house with your wife and your kids
You're such a bitch, somebody probably made
So black women put it in your texts
So you can never let, opportunity pass you by
Or even ask yourself, who am I?
are just scavengers
That's the way my mind was poisoned
To believe that in America blacks are inferior
A weak mind and a body of swine
Only adds up
now (You in danger now)
You a DC here trying to save her now (Captain save a ho)
Was the game, I'm the player now (Bitch what)
By yourself, who you came
yourself with a handkerchief
I don't reply
That's why I fear
All the salty knowledge of tears
Flying without wings
If love ever comes barging in like that
I own this bar."
Then he winked at me and said, "Kid, I got a few more tips
But they sure ain't the kind that would in that jar."
You gotta treat
Like a hostage in the trunk now I'm scratching the surface
Starting to make some noise and now you characters nervous
I massacre verses when I'm
repression
If you don't do it for yourself
Than do it for the kids
They got a life to live
Some Mountains
And a light to give
Why don't they wanna see my smile
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