Lyrics:
- all except two.
It was my 14th birthday, the day that changed my life
forever. My brother Michael,
the one person who was my guiding light,
my
To all my ladies nndi nor in the house tonight
Looking fine really petite looking tight tight tonight
Obuni bialeba
Inwere awuli eba
Oya kam nuru
the project that you've never seen the memory of a hero
I'm the new kid on the block
Everything I do I put it on God
Keep my head high like nothing can stop me
Pyrex vison
I’m all in the kitchen
Stirring, whipping up a brand new edition
Tryin’a transition, pot to the stove
Stove to the pot, but I’m feeling
and chiefing reefer for two days
Running from the law, living how I'm living, fuck 'em all
Bumping Triple Six
Hennessy in my cup, driving through the sticks
Who
Walking to the top like day to day
It ain't far away
And all that little distraction in ain't for me (Nah)
But bitches tryna sit on Théophore, yeah (Yah)
I'm growing older by the day
They say the sky wasn't always this gray
It's the story and the glory
Of a monumental population taught that nothing
hands
Just did a stick-up, just got picked up
One dead punk, killed by the man
New York New York big city of dreams
And everything in New York
machine
Since 1964, the group had used four track for
All their album albums by but 1966
They found their musical arrangements usually
Required more tracks
They think you can't peep what I do
There third eye is lost on the move
So get it delete then lose
Get it informed on the news
But they hide they lies
pedophile
C1.That's offensive
J1. That's what you say you want people to rape kids all day
You are beyond all hope you deserve your neck in a goddamn rope
signs of jealousy
Duh
They gone try to get between us
Red versus blue
Boy versus girl
Yuh
This ain't nothing new
Been here before
Yuh
This time your
of fact, this is the new me, Motherfuckers!
The old me passed away, the old couldn't last a day
So it had to be cast away, the new me is making dough in
My mood swang when I'm all around you
I can not be in love with you
I can not fuck with you
Mood Swang
Mood Swang
She on that
New Swang
New Swang
She
Welcome to the Westside
Nothing like the left side
Bad broads chillin'
Sunshine all day
Welcome to the Westside
Nothing like the left side
Everybody
than these bitches
And I'm just so sick of this shit, it's ridiculous
Middle finger to the feds, (?) all day
Take her out to eat then I make a bitch
of Hearts
Backstage the girls were playin' five-card stud by the stairs
Lily had two queens, she was hopin' for a third to match her pair
Outside the streets
back up
Nike Airs comin' in by the Mack Truck
On all ten, got my motherfuckin' checks up, bitch
New style, new hairdo
New style, new hairdo
New
hands
Just did a stick-up, just got picked up
One dead punk, killed by the man
New York New York big city of dreams
And everything in New York
going all out
And that's word to my niece
Spoil my plans
I don't think so man
Be'cause you just get juked by the slip of the hand
Word to abnormal live
said there must be a mistake
how can my son not be straight
after all I've said and done for him
Leavin' home on a Greyhound bus
cast out by the ones he
duh
Da da da da da da duh
Leavin' home on a Greyhound bus
Cast out by the ones he loves
A victim of these gay days it seems
Da da da da da da
duh
Da da da da da da duh
Leavin' home on a Greyhound bus
Cast out by the ones he loves
A victim of these gay days it seems
Da da da da da da
All this old bullshit got me new frustrated
Underrated are the times
With nothing to do
Nothing new nothing old just some ps2
This a ps to you keep
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