Lyrics:
W: Ah, Ah, Ah, I need a little more
M: Baby let me soothe ya
W: Oh, Oh, Oh I need a little more
M: Baby let me hold ya
W: Oh, nah, baby I
on me (A)
Po' out a little liquor for the dead ones
Po' out a little liquor for the dead ones
Po' out a little liquor for the dead ones
R.I.P., now it's
the energy, tell me you feelin' me
Don't ever open up, cause I don't feel like they Hearin' me
I need a little more Can't waste no time in this Shit
I need
count way less
To how mi step out bright, all the day vex
Do more and say less
Gone fi the gold ah no silver, no stainless
But me never hype, me go pay
out of bed
Hunting there, boy, run out of lead One cool mate, pussy, plumb out your head
We the ones puttin' on, bless not them They got more money than
manifested
So understand we positive as could be
The vision is still intact, the show is fresh out of seats
Boy it's never going south 'less we down in
One, one two
Check me out right here, yo
Yo, the sun don't shine forever (you can turn the track up a little bit for me)
But as long as it's
talking shit out of the side of they neck
What the heck?
It's more and more suckas gettin' signed for less, less, less, and less
And lesson 1: if
I don't think, pound for pound
I don't think there's a more sincere
better guy in this fuckin' world than me
That did more for everybody
You
city, I just less little (Statik)
See me, they salute me, they ain't ready for that (Statik)
Detroit vs. Everybody
Comin' from them streets where
I'm cancelled by the same exact
People that taught me that being
Punk is saying stuff that's
Real edgy and ugly but nowadays it turns out
Being punk is
to your own life
I do that too when I listen to music
That's why I'm doing this for you
And a little bit for me
That's why I'm doing this for you
That's why
to get somewhere
That's real and pure and true and eternal
Toby can you go with your boy, let's go
Father God, I am clay in your hands
Help me
sling yay
Heroin got less steps than Britney
That means it ain't stepped on, dig me?
The Roc Boys in the building tonight (hey)
Oh, what a feeling,
sling yay
Heroin got less steps than Britney
That means it ain't stepped on, dig me?
The Roc Boys in the building tonight (hey)
Oh, what a feeling,
worry
Bell me when you arriving still
Say less
In like 1 2 moves imma hunt that food don’t kill my mood
Say less
in the SLS out here no stress ball
naughty boy, Sunny appeared a gentle person though, they really liked each other. They started a romantic relationship a little later, they loved each
until you fall
Hit a wall, and get pissed at all
The shit you can’t do, like light a candle
And sit wit’ your girl because you have to
Have a girlfriend
was fly on your shit that's a can of Bull
Eat you than blow your back out not your candles though
Night time little light shine let your planets glow
to get somewhere
That's real and pure and true and eternal
Toby can you go with your boy, let's go
Father God, I am clay in your hands
Help me
to wonder "Does God have favorites?"
Touch me, it's dangerous, I wouldn't play with it
'Cause you can go sleep, and have a different type of wake for it
Presidential Rollies and credit-dentials on OD
My old hoes is always nosey
No wonder it's hard to focus, well fuck em
I love em, a little less than they love me
depressed and shave your moustache ready for the back lash
Ain’t got no cash that can save you from being mashed and slashed by me
What is it you’re saying
book
See my arms waving over the stove
Watch me cook
It's more than just rap
A little bit of this
A little bit of that
Something out my recipe book
See
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