Lyrics:
up but know I carry
Chopper bullets wet him up he look like Carrie
Ok he said he had enough that lil boy scary
What he say ain't adding up he living
just blown the fruit by the foot, come and play the melonade
I just fuck her in her lil dress, I think my bitches Carrie
First time I got high with my
O.k no more songs about you. After this one I am done. You're gone.[repeat until end]
Tell all the English boys you meet
about the American boy
to those roots that I have tried sodesperately
to wipe out of my life, and share with you a fantasyfrom
that period... it's more of a nightmare.
I was so
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
Lot of death in em' really ain't no peace til we pass
We was bagging up dog food purina by the half
I might bring the whole squad through so you can see
to the ground
Distance is short when your hand carries what your eye found
Hold my hand just one more time, to see if you're really gonna meet me
Hold my
to the ground
Distance is short when your hand carries what your eye found
Hold my hand just one more time, to see if you're really gonna meet me
Hold my
Girls, this one for that special boy, you already know who it is
Ooooh he make ya heart go flutter like no other
Got you feeling butterflies in ya
face at
And the MAC 11 tucked in where da 12 gauge at
When I was 13 had 14 grams of ajax
Turned 15 start spitting 16s
Of straight crack
By 17, 18th
what I'm gon' do
Pull you close and share my groove
So you grab your girls and you grab a couple more
And you all could meet me in the middle
no more hoes)
(Yeah, let's go)
Rest in peace Nate Dogg, I'll meet you at the gate (yeah)
Pac was alive, life still'll be great (yeah)
District
always can be found by the next one
Who needs her love
The influence of her friends by day
Means nothing more than the things they say about her
Got
what I'm gon' do
Pull you close and share my groove
So you grab your girls and you grab a couple more
And you all could meet me in the middle
repeat
I ain’t takin no L’s no defeat
Especially if I got that khosmo on the beat
No more being the boy lost inside the void
Heard a inside voice and I
pistol gripper
Isn't a life for me
I'd rather grip mics and undo girls zippers
But not them ho girls, meet me after
The showgirls, but take it slow girls
of the time and I don't get no sleep
Don't get me confused with just any other Chad
I'm a freak and unique and all them other boys can stay mad
My time here is
to kick myself
I don't know these people
I need to be more careful!
People don't joke about sanitisation
I take a step closer
And try to catch the boy's eye
nostalgic
I just smashed it, now nod ya (I said to meet behind the record store)
Heads, make ‘em bang like a rockstar (we’ll see which one can wreck it more
fright
I guess we could cruise down one more time
With you by my side, it should be fine
We'll buy some drugs and watch a band
Then jump in the river
Another one
Ever since a nigga hit the top (Uh)
Pussy niggas wanna see me in a box (Oh)
They don't love you no more
(They don't love me no more)
(Huh) They
Episode one
Meet my friends
By Kerri Renton
Illustrated by Jason Howe
In the great Australian outback
Where the cowboys and cowgirls live
The night
I'm gon' do
Pull you close and share my groove
So you grab your girls and you grab a couple more
And you all could meet me in the middle
Yeah you rest in peace Carrie, Wally, Easy, Terry and Vu,
Baby Boy, Uncle Charles, Biggie and 2pac remember I'm with you
Got shit to do so you blowin?
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