Lyrics:
gone sick calamity clammy
I'm making it big like whammy
I'm trapped in a storm of Columbian goats cheese
My life's an afterparty at the Brits or Grammys
above the storm just had to cry
I trained my eye on a police cruiser
I watched and I gulped as he passed me by
I looked around to see the street lights
had an attitude, you was young but you knew
90 days back in BR, then I decided I'm through
I'm in the streets and I'm sippin', can't lay down on my
a cockpit)
I fly by the seat of my pants (Seat of my pants)
Sinful thoughts, this beat is crazy, this shit's retarded
This Instru's mental, too many bars,
about me? The garden doesn't lie, just like your worried face, Mr...”
Edward. Indeed, 'm troubled by one thing. In a few days I will have a difficult
sense
Put my two cents
Told her "Just change"
Look where that went
Lucky number seven
It's like Armageddon
Take another ten then
Crash and hit the bedding
Each and every day when I come home from school
Like clockwork I go up into my bedroom
I secure the door and it's the moment of truth
I flip on my
that's left undone.
And oh I've counted the days til I'm underneath the gallows, of the storm.
And oh I'm blinded by sorrow, and there's no tomorrow,
In Your service, pain is pleasure
With Your favor, loss is gain
I have called You Abba, Father
And my heart, oh, You shall keep
Storms may howl,
Written By Lee Roy Parnell And Tom Hambridge
They Say Every Dog Gonna Have His Day
Ain?t So Much As A Bone Ever Thrown My Way
My Good Luck?s
that is making
The worrying world go by
When you walk down the street
With a happy-go-lucky beat
You'll find a lot in what I'm repeating
When
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, ah, ah
I was eleven, i had to get stitches all over
The side of my mouth i'm lucky to talk still
I didn't
a nigga bitch and now he on the gram sick as fuck
Boy that been yo bitch for year took a day for me to buss
If my brotha call my phone then you know I'm
live life
Day by day
Fuck a fake bitch
Way too quick For my dogs I'm gone tell it See my life Like a movie quit playing See my life Like a movie
has become the capstone
for futures that we will create.
Rejoice, the storm’s through,
Rebuild, the day’s new.
Rejoice, the rain’s done
Relive while
can't control me
Ain't fucking with no lames I'd rather be here by my lonely
And I ain't gotta ask give a fuck if they condone me
I've been in the game
to him
He's something else lemme tell ya
First day I spent with my twin
He found eleven horseshoes
Fifteen rabbit's foots
A hundred lucky pennies
Had seven
out of my way
(It's time to get out of my way
I have been working for days)
Written By: Opebiyi Ayobanji, Daniel Uket
relied on
Now I'm lying on my back looking at the ceiling
When suddenly I am distracted by that old familiar feeling
With the table and the devil
Read the bottom, it's signed by The Joker
Lorena said I never can leave her
She'll sever my wiener I ever deceive her
F- that sh-, bi-
Give up my d-
the legend of Heath-uh Ledger
My suicide notes barely legible
Read the bottom, it's signed by The Joker
Lorena said I never can leave her
She'll sever my
I just cuss up a storm
She feel safe when she in my arms
All this green, this Lucky Charms
SGA,
not Sniper Gang
Snake eyes, know I slide for the gang
10pm in kgl
So much heat up in the stu it turn to hell
Long as all my niggas by my side we never fail
Long as all my niggas got the bars we postin
Another day in the life, no time for play, I'm tryin' to cake
High stakes, survival increasing my fire rate
Eyes dilated, aim my sight, fly
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