Lyrics:
Love shed, 'nough said
But I still wanna know
What the fuck you're on
Cause your heart is sayin' ohh, ohh, ohh – run
And I'm down to jump the gun with
you doin
And when you gonna see me
See me
See me
Cause I'm tired of this place
Tired of this
I wanna leave, dance and visit
Run away cause you're on my
you're like alone
She didn't turn but the smile was showing
I promise that you will love me to death
Wonders I'll show you just don't hold your breath
All
doorstep
Corpses made by the choices that destroy this
Now I'm warring with myself and the voices
And everything that tells me I should just ignore it
Is more than a reaction to your touch
It's a perfect passion and I can't get enough
The way you look, the way you laugh,
The way you love with all you
These ain't no lies , she stayed right by my side I grab that gun then she gone drive
All them nights we was in that whip we made it home we could've
I fell in love with a wind-up souvenir
I bought it downtown as I was on my way to meet you
She sounds the like the songs you used to sing to put me
alright.
Someday sooner than I'd like,
I see a photo of you in white.
With someone there by your side,
with a different face than mine.
With a smile you
ransom
By the hand of this black man
Neo-colonial puppet
White power with a black face
He said fuck it i’ll do it
A master of disguise, expert at telling
everything I'm missin'
And you'll tell me you're in love with someone else
So can you do me a favor?
If I pull it together, make it sooner than later
We
'm killing his killer
Everyday lunchables on the plate
Now I'm at Benihana's for dinner nigga
What you know about riding through the city
Free lil Gloski he
paycheck, yeah my check's late
I'm okay though cause my bills paid
In the long run, yeah my bet safe
Talking Sentry with it, Brinks, andale
Bitch I'm the man,
a shredder
Those flows ain't real, push they penses through a lensa
Get a better producer maybe you could get a boppa nigga
Never seen with rappers so I never
space
Watch the style and grace, while I get in your face
Who cares where you're from, who you are or what you've done
I can tell you're born with a gold
crew
Talking that shit like you on something
I stay lit and I stay rising – all the way to top, with this steel bitch - I've been grindin'
You're
me
Kissed by me
When I'm with you
I don't know day from night, wrong from right
You're my world, that's all I know
I love you so, I won't let go
I'm a nice guy
Hey so...
I really like spending time with you
I was wondering if maybe you'd wanna
Oooh, look, you're a nice guy and all but...
Ask
Poor fool, streets don't love you like I do
I said close your mouth and eat
You make some paper, than you make your own rules
Poor fool, streets
vibin' and realizin' it's real (shoppin' at Versace)
Got love in your eyes, you're a blessin' in disguise (disguise)
Vvs's on my fingers while I'm wipin'
And fight your trills
Pay your bills
You're made by the most high still
Same as the dope fiends kid
And snow mountain bluff teams
I've spent Nuff cream
would ride for me
I promised myself I would never forget those who doubted me
Sending fake love it mean none so keep your apologies
If you're not speaking
fence
One eye, Cyclopes
Looking at life’s clock
Thinking where time went
Listen up my friend
I just wanna spread pre-warning
One world, one love, one
didn't feel 'em then
But I felt them
When they invited me
To a funeral
And I was the killer
Every now and then
Every year
They having R.I.P.'s
Remembrance
I'm gonna buy you a big hat with feathers an' plumes
I'm gonna buy you a mansion with sixty thousand rooms
An' that ain't all, no that ain't all!
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