Lyrics:
should I grow up and sell
She tell him kid you trying to hustle in hell
The PTSD is caused by the bell
And you trying to change too much shit why so swell
my target I got aim
So then I grabbed her by her arm then I said
I never seen you before
I ain't never seen you before
I never seen you before
I ain't
Made my sobriety so public, there's no fuckin' privacy
If I don't talk about it then I carry a date
08-10-08, but now it's been changed in every
When
to me
Made my sobriety so public, there's no fuckin' privacy
If I don't talk about it then I carry a date
08-10-08, but now it's been changed in every
him before
Me, Judge at the Municipal
Court, Travis County, Texas, at my office in
Austin, in said county, Instanter
Then and there to answer the State
up a sweat, I don't need to fret
Tempted by fate, I'm late to be great but who says I'm great?
That's the public's debate
Wow
I'm just here to blow
Climb on top, ride like you in the rodeo
You ain't never heard a sound like this before
Cause I ain't never put it down like this
Soon as I come
time
Then I be drillin' her
I keep you in my realm
I keep you in the sound
I keep myself up high
Because the haze by the pound
And my imagination
You can
See when I do joints like these?
I do it for the youngin' in the ghetto
That you ain't gon' never hear his story
'Cause he ain't gonna make it
When the cars ride by with the boomin' system
Two door Mustang and the roof was missing
Every girl at ya school had the new extensions
Even gangstas
Please, but ain't no reason once it's time for war
So if you start it best believe we're gonna take it as far
As it goes puttin holes in your door while you
out in public
Hashtag, you know, young papi chulo
Sipping on that nouveau, I be smiling on the vivo
I just picked up a real life monopoly
I know I seen
Yeah! Migo!
XVL!
Is you mad 'cuz we walk
Around like the secret service? (Huuh?)
We walk around wit' 'em out in public
And we do it on purpose
Of 'Never--nevermore.'"
But the Raven still beguiling all my sad soul into smiling,
Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird and bust and door;
Then, upon
the floor, music's off, party stops
Everybody hit the door, somebody's lickin' shots off
I never seen no shit like this in my life before
People are still
the floor, music's off, party stops
Everybody hit the door, somebody's lickin' shots off
I never seen no shit like this in my life before
People are still
Yeah, they know
But he check the lock every time he walk by the door
Never park right outside where he live
He don't want his ride outside his crib
walking upright
Not being Christ like
One thing in the public's eye
But behind closed doors
Live a whole different life
What's done in the dark
It'll come
first bootleg was Boyz 'N The Hood
Whoever thought gangsta rap would make noise in the hood?
When the cars ride by with the boomin' system
Two door
you all haters
Open your dome before that long scope
Put your face in the stars like Carl Sagan
Walking around cross faded giving you
Those raw hay
The first night that we met I will never forget
Baby, you were a star
Oh, from that point in time
It was always you and I shining so beautiful
ration
Its bad health and industrial sadness
Never helped by tofu franks or sadistic maggots
This addiction is more random
I walk door to door Mormon
impeccable form above and beyond, never the norm
Got my middle finger up with a cup and a dutch split
Hand on my nuts when I'm wilin' out in public
I'm a bastard in public
I still struggle with tellin' my mom
Who I'm in love with subtleties in between
Way these diamonds gleam
When Thanksgiving come
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