Lyrics:
toys
Walked out the store, no one stole his joy
200$ worth, riding that scooter right out the door
I'm not gonna lie, it was kinda funny
He laughed
and the door and saw that a bit
of the lock had broken off and fallen away to the depths of the תְּהוֹם תֹהוּ וָבֹהוּ.
III.
VANITY OF VANITIES, ALL IS VANITY.
If Pirus and Crips all got along
They'd probably gun me down by the end of this song
Seem like the whole city go against me
Every time I'm in
wanna fill my dish with tears dropping down
regret of the moment
smashed doors numerous times on my nose
I got fake tricks
they didn't serve me like they
On the stage everybody hold it
Down let's get it Cass'
Listen i got a Calicoe
So right off top I'll have
You chumps runnin' out
The door like Brizz after
(Chorus - 2x)
Lord tell me why
Ooh child, things are gonna get easier
Ooh boy things will get brighter
(Z-Ro)
After living through drive-by's got
ghana harmattan,
No winter,spring and autumn,Fall,
mende obiaa ka,
woa mede wo ka nu fr3 me,
na b3 gye wo sika na fa wo gyimi nu fri me so i'm living
when the first lie was told
By your baby's mama, saying she was abused
When all You was wanting was to spend an afternoon
With your two little girls,
the corner.
Close to the end, down by a river.
Seasons will pass you by.
I get up, I get down.
III. I Get Up, I Get Down
Anderson/Howe
In her white lace
You
in his eyes, see another person was within him
Cause he's living a lie
A rap nearly operation
Told him that man was not meant to leave earth's
Of a dozen roses flippin' down the green hill
You living in a world that come with plan B
'Cause plan A never relay a guarantee
And plan C never could say
it
Or be down but you still ain't gotta lie.
[Chorus: x2]
Now you say you got hoes, yeah there be holes in yo socks, you say you
Got dollas,
I am that kind, living blind
Real a lie, I am that kind
Living blind, for a lie
Behind closed doors your folded blind,
You're truly mine, from behind
Girl you're living a lie
Girl you're living a lie
Girl I knew I was right
W-W-Why'd you turn your back on me walk away
Glad you left you're not in my
"Was that you?"
Ahhhhhhh
Police, open the fucking door
Show me a warrant, bitch
Wait a sec, are you cooking up fire beats in there
That shit's
many haters be knocking at my door
One hater
Two hater
Three hater
Four
How many haters be knocking at my door
One hater
Two hater
Three hater
Four
How
Follow that dollar for a long way down
Far away from the poorhouse door
You either get to hell or to Hadestown
Ain't no difference anymore
Way
Keys open doors, keys open doors
Keys open doors, keys-keys open doors
Yugh! Make your skin crawl
Press one button, let the wind fall
Who gon'
1, 2, X is comin' for you
3, 4, you better lock your door
5, 6, get your crucifix
7, 8, don't stay up late
1, 2, X is comin' for you
3, 4,
bitch will fall
You can feel it in the back like
I like tree
We bust in doors and light up three
We living tall
Got like me
I'm chill like a big menthol
through her walls
Other got sucked in and then I had her breaking down
Flight attendant banging on the door, she screaming loud
Know them digits on her
View Lyrics: Mic Rob ~ You A Lie Feat. Qrisma
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INTRO
MIC ROB:
Music
Everything here down Hip Hop/Rap/Rhyme - talk/sing blend
MUSIC: TRACK #: 43806 - I WILL SURVIVE - 3:06
Track/Keywords: Hip Hop, rapper, street
Nicki Minaj's eyeliner is a
Precision event, a marvel
As if drawn on by the kind of
Pre-programmed robot arm used
For laparoscopic surgeries
It is
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