Lyrics:
the million
Tranquilo by the kilo, nigga, nigga
And I got kilos by the speedboat
And I ain't talkin' 'bout them drugs
I'm talkin' 'bout that love
For
can offer rationing's only
Enough can be done by the dozen pick the one
Like forced inside an office building a sniper above
Barley grazes your helmet
to riches
See if you notice me now
I'm on your screen and I'm thinkin' out loud
Princess livin' that lifestyle
She not inside if the lights out
And they all
sock, formerly owned by carl zappa and still damp. the shredded sock will be placed inside of a high-school diploma and ignited with a sulphur-pre
Ion...
GHOST
Music & Lyrics by Gordon Pogoda, Suzie Benson & Alberto Bof
Anywhere I hide ... can't hide me from the dark
I'm living in a hole I dug so deep
Under the branches, con-vertibles fly by
The sky..
[Pharoahe Monch]
..blue, fields green
Paints a picture that creates a scene
of the destiny that
give your life for it
Then you would live your life for it, and live love
When you would sacrifice for it, and never give up
When you would pay any price
with Him. cs one of the founders of the Gospel group, “The Bullock Brothers,” my Uncle George wrote a song titled “Gather in Your Tools,” which has been
no money by the end of the weekend
But they don't care cause their life is a movie
Starring Louis V, paid for by yours truly,
Truthfully, it's
a housewife daddy ain't a cop
I was taught to be a fair man shoot your shot
Snake in the grass livin' in the past
Seein' nobody got my hindside I'm a think
crush
& you rap rap, where your platinum plaque?
Swear I walked by the mirror & it sad
“What’s to it?”
Ooh shit, damn I look good
Sometimes need free
a billion, a billion, a billion)
Hustle, I'm going to get it from the muscle
When they ask my motivation I say struggle
Cause when your dead broke them haters
Nigga, this shit is about respect to me
Love to see when I walk up in the club
A nigga run up on me, tellin' me I'm the realest nigga livin'
Nigga, you
sergeant
I'm the best rapper in the game, no arguing
And I don't even write, pause un pause this
So keep your bitch ass
Lines inside the margin
Lil Wayne dot
was before
I need you by my side
Make it right
As you close your eyes
Can you hear me praying how
Can two lovers be so blind
It hurts me once
Through the flames I can See Your Face
Livin’ free wit’ my Changed Ways
Reflecting on all of the women, who let me hit it
I was never happy but I couldn’t
Yeah, and it go a lil something like this
Runaway love
Runaway love (love, love)
Runaway love (love))
Runaway love (ooh)
Runaway love (ooh)
the sick run the city?|Is you with me, is you with me|I said its fly or die so get live tonight|Or show love to your Gotham city|L.J.|Three boys in a car
Under the branches, con-vertibles fly by
The sky..
[Pharoahe Monch]
..blue, fields green
Paints a picture that creates a scene
of the destiny that
Seconds turn to minutes and the minutes turn to hours and
Then the hours turn to days, willful lounging
You livin' on the internet, ain't focused on your
numb, numb
Numb it's like I'm livin' in my casket
I'm sure you're proud to tell
Your friends you won
You might as well be here to hold the gun
If I could
reason, now, I feel real happy
So get near the speaker, give me a listen
I'm happy now with life, I'm diggin livin!
Enjoy your world, dig your life
Forget
real.. please believe
It's murda.. please believe
I-N-C.. niggas what's fuckin with me?
are-you-L-E.. love me or hate me.. baby
Refer to 3:36.. baby
there no more
I still don't understand why niggas who deserve to die is livin'
But the ones who ain't deserve it isn't here no more
And, no, I don't
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