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How am I to take it? (whooo whoo whoooo)
I don’t think that I will make it (whooo whoo whoooo)
And…the memories of your face is in my head… girl
be
(Representing for the black woman them)
Right by your side when you're up or down
Don't matter what I′ll be around
(a true thing you know girl)
Baby
Blue sky upon the horizon,
Private eye is on my trail,
And if I don't be there by morning
You know that I must have spent the night in jail.
But to give you part two of my confessions (but I need to you you, baby)
This by far, is the hardest thing I think I've ever had to do
To tell you,
do
And no other woman can every compare to you
You're one of a kind and theirs no one alike
Gone mess around and make me have to keep you in my life
left you by ya lonesome
Thank the Lord for my kids, even if nobody else want em
Cause I think we can make it, in fact, I'm sure
And if you fall, stand
a beat, cough our rhymes like I got asthma
You know I had to spaz bruh!
Steel trap, mentally
Meant to be, with that 'this-is-my-destiny' energy
Top Dawg
to make it home
Im Dumbfounded by the uneducated loons that are like annoying chewed up pieces of gum at the bottom of a shoe
A woman has gone through her
suppose we make it worse
By shouting a lot, do we? Confess
Woman confess! Confess! Confess! Confess
Biggles: I confess! Ximinez: Not you!
What have I gone and done
Makes my trouble double
With these worries when surely
I ain't deservin' it none
Moanin' low
My sweet man is gonna go
just gone
I'm making shit take off my last name is Armstrong
So many eyes coming my direction
Walk in the building like a nigga perfection
I cause
Magic tricks coulda Eva mek my gunz disappear from mi
In the music scene that is , I just feel like killing Ppl
it's up in my genes , or better yet my
Well, you can tell by the way I use my walk I'm a woman's man, no time to talk.
Music loud and women warm, I've been kicked around since I was born.
'cause
I ain't got no friends
I can't come outside no way
'cause my mom is gone and locked me in
But there is the key outside the door
It's layin'
evolved what my feelings is
That I can take any woman you got
My belly is a pot, and I'm not really hot
But I smell like the ink of a stink of money
you know it
You won't have to pop the question
Because they gone show it
Many men don't kiss they woman
Yo what kinda shit is that
I was raised
sleep
Yes, i guess this is the feeling
Baby the feeling they call the blues
Yes as i sit here in my dark room, woman
With the tears running down my face
gone
I'm playing with the children, children of the dead
My mother say's their evil, my daddy he gives a shit
Their eyeballs are bloody, their skin is
It's knowing that your door is always open and your path is free to walk
That makes me tend to leave my sleepin' bag rolled up and stashed behind
shotgun|My life, high life is perfect,|My truck, my girl, all worth it||Feeling good, feeling nice, we can do it all night|Moving and grooving to the flow
on these streets
Aint no asking please
On that mask an seize
Got that grandma Glock
She gone come pinch them cheeks
Now theres Blood on my shoes like lil
the tradition of giving diamond engagement rings is something hallowed, historical and healthy. Dead f*cking wrong my friend.
It’s a modern development, a dirty
highs are very nice
But you are gone and nothing's quite the same
L.a. is so far away and I can't
Stand another day
Without you by my side
Keep
make for broken homes
Now my love for you is dead and gone
Dead and gone
You'll be wanting me all night long
Really hope you get it done
You better love
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