Lyrics:
knew,
And in return I'll give,
As long as I may live,
Devotion, only to you!
Original Italian Words and Music by Ugo Calise
With Italian/English
Yea
Bae we in this thing together we got mileage
So beautiful, when you laughing and you smiling
Your precious heart I don't think I could live
The MAC by my pelvis in my Helmut Lang
The shells'll bang, make everything outta your helmet hang
Uh, the mayo jar was Hellmann's when I swirled
with the bros
I came a long way from the apartments, posted by the corner store
I came a long way from the projects, where they told me use the stove
ain't a dope by 'til yo ass got a gun and chain
It's my time (It's my time, yeah, oh)
It's my time (I'm gonna shine, I'm gonna shine)
It's my time
Yeah you know what’s up
Apollo Brown, Bronze man, Boldy blocks
And I’d like to welcome
You to the Westside of Detroit
I just give ‘em a what up tho’
Came a long way from the side of Charles Rice
Used to have a shot, so I guess I balled twice
Nice, I just keep increasing with the price
Polar bear Tuck,
Look into my eyes, look into Christo's World
I can see a world that I can transform
Bitch slap the Devil, grab him by the horns
I'd fuck the Devil's
yesterday, uhh
[The Game]
I was, born in the slums, struggled from day one
Ray Charles vision, blinded by the light from the sun
No navigation, no sense
burst
And the lavatory makes you fear the worst,
It was used by Charles the First
Quite informally,
And later by George the Fourth
On a journey
ya
Bandages or hell you would
All brown and skinny but I've
Fucked up so many
I got QP's and halves, if we beefin' I blast
You sleepin' I laugh, ask
why one has looked forward
To his "story" for so long
Like Cooke’s and Gaye’s
It’s a narrative of inner conflict
Of sin and salvation and
Guns and God -
Bring me back to an hour ago
Time stands still as the years go by
Brown-eyed girl that's throwing down a bottle of Old English
Back in the warehouse
Ass in, ain't no askin', it's no tolerance as long bitch check in
She wit' me, comments will only get you placed eternally resting
So abide by
Ass in, ain't no askin', it's no tolerance as long bitch check in
She wit' me, comments will only get you placed eternally resting
So abide by
she ain't wanna be a freak then why she in the Jeep I wonder what the brain do
I'm addicted to the pretty browns, nia long I can eat her soul food
But
the clubs that ghost died in from power
But I'm the phantom I landed Charles Manson
Everything was helter skeltzer
Long nights filled wit shots and seltzer,
Long nights in the stu got me thinking
Whats it gon be like it whenever I make it and Im famous
Is my niggas solid or will they switch up and start
remember?
?Always
??The warmth
??All his warmth?
?Of his sound
??Was in his sound
??Lingers so long I'm sure he's still around
??Still around... Those who've
and pick it
Long as it means the world is on my shit list
Walking time bomb, my mind is on tick-tick
Countdown's on, its too late to nix it
I'm so
Sing another song, singing man
Sing another song, singing man
Sing a song for me
Sing a song for me
[P.O.R.N.]
Look, I'm so twisted, so, so
yesterday
I was born in the slums, struggled from day one
Ray Charles vision, blinded by the light from the sun
No navigation, no sense of direction
valuable
So now Della's beautiful hair fell about her
Shining like a falling stream of brown water
It had reached below her knee
It almost made itself into
a brown boy making moves so let em' copy
Because they can
I'm telling you, they can
The times we feel low, you just gotta take a stand
Stand proud as a Poly
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