Lyrics:
still yearnin'
There'll be no mercy for you once you've lost
Now I'm all worn down by weeping
My eyes are filled with tears, my lips are dry
If I
[B-Real]
I lost my innocence at birth but I make no excuses
For the trivial things and the pain life induces
Bitches are wild, and so was I, young
The world ain’t standing by
Got no excuse
Go find ya groove
It’s time to make a make a new move
Not gonna not gonna wait to cut ya loose
It all start now
It
Oh, delusions
Are meant to justify, justify the things you do
Oh, delusions
Never really qualified, qualified as an excuse
No more hiding, no more
Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small
right
Line after line it's only right now
Red pill blue pill take the shit down
Guess I'm always running from the truth
No excuse, better fucked up than
bestowed upon us
Miracle of blackness
We Subjectify ourselves to the lame excuses like
Oh it’s cos I’m black that’s why I don’t have this or that
But no it’s
(Side)
Have you ever fucked with
An R and B woman like me
Had some real loving
By a real woman like me
Let you have my credit cards
Go and buy you
not a fan
Claim to empower women by blaming all your problems on a man
Tar all of us with the same brush just because you can
What happened to I am
excuses
No excuses tonight
Cuz anything can happen when the Henny thing happens
Hennything can happen to you tonight
Baby why don't you come slide through
reply, I been in my zone
There's no excuse not to work a phone
Or 'cause my life is hectic
I'm tryna stay connected, but feel I'm losing reception
selfish position
(I know they want me and friends it’s true)
They ain’t read been the excuse
Still...we gotta try
Reaching out to major hands, no more
didn't love you
But now Im here
Making up for long lost time
No shame
No excuses
The new me is leaving
All those doubts behind
A new day
A new story
Took
real
Came up, that's all me, stay true, that's all me
No help, that's all me, all me for real
I touched down in '86, knew I was the man by the age
and pour me a shot of patron
I rather be alone (I rather be alone boy)
Than sitting by the phone (Sitting by the phone)
Two Shots of Patron (Oh No)
I don’t
You can't trust a big butt and a smile
No, that's the old style
In ninety two, shit ain't quite the same
Bitches got a brand new game, yo
It's
drugs, I abuse them (oh)
No, I do not fuck with you losers (nope)
You turn up the sad excuses
If it's droppin' then it's up, uh (it's up)
Play with me
needed was someone to confide
Someone to be always by my side
No painful scenes, no staring eyes
No well thought-out excuses
No planned alibis
Life goes
now no one can beat me now
You try, it'll be them doors on Dre's Phantom, believe me, clowns
That means suicide, homie, you'll never throw me
Off
by myself
Made it with the Lord (go get the money)
Stood by myself
Made it with the Lord (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
It ain't no excuses (nah)
I make all
stay still
Time will reveal the honest truth man and that's real
Them Holly hills want souls by the mil
So they feed minds a landfill with no chill
I'm into
The story continues
No excuse
I had my issues
And you did too
We got together and they just blew
Is something new
Felt by a few
All that we
been running on empty
But that's no excuse
I apologize for all the pain I ever put you through
Hanging on to
All I've been through with you
I can't let
Are sweet nothings that I used to believe
Believe
And now I refuse to be your excuse
As time passes you by
All you'll ever find in life are
Mistakes
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