Lyrics:
Rest in peace ELI, shades on, we smiling and they Mad...
No, they aint ready for the glam...
Watch over and keep me guided as im moving thru this path...
Please
Come over to 81st street I'm in the apartment above the bar
You know can't miss it, it's across from this subway
and the tacky store with
Please
Come over to 81st street I'm in the apartment above the bar
You know can't miss it, it's across from this subway
and the tacky store with
the love of Christ Love is no big deal
I gotta be with someone that can Love me that much
A ride or die watching the clouds Roll by
I like to watch
Feddie from Watts
Project baby I was raised around Chevy's and drops
Niggas couldn't picture me rolling because they all got cropped
I do this shit blind
the son of a bitch again
Listen to me
Axl, are you listening to me?
No, don't walk away from me "Get back over here
('You are such a fucking prick, I
the son of a bitch again
Listen to me
Axl, are you listening to me?
No, don't walk away from me "Get back over here
('You are such a fucking prick, I
Sit by the bonfire
Velvet that drapes over the sky
Talk under the stars
Wonder what life’d be like on Mars
Watch her wide-eyed
Memories ignite
I'm
Trying to see when you ready to ride it come to your spot I be wilding
You trying to book me someone got the nine in no I aint lacking don't
Know
Me and Jimmie Rodgers used to ride them rollin' boxcars in the summer time
Jimmie he'd play his guitar I'd lay back and watch the stars and sip my
here
Trump prolly get me deported
Stand in the corner
While everyone turn up and watch from a far
Liquor just burning
My entire chest yeah it weaken
know He opens doors
Singing la la la la la
Singing la la la la la
Kelis - Star Wars
I was the first new born babe
Brought to you by the fearsome
Ginóbili
All alone, I'm by myself, bitch I stay to my lonely
I think that I'm tripping, I need someone that can hold me
I've been popping pills to ease my
do?
I pulled a bomb from my shoe (hahahahaha)
And exploded the trunk (blaooww) I woke up half drunk
Over looked by a bunch of gypsies wit a bag
do?
I pulled a bomb from my shoe (hahahahaha)
And exploded the trunk (blaooww) I woke up half drunk
Over looked by a bunch of gypsies wit a bag
The jailer felt that
Unease in himself that he so resented
He looked to The Torchbearer as if
To say "watch this one"
Before unleashing the keys from his belt
eyes are missin’
Knock your teeth out
Give you gashes over your face
While the beatdown still pending
Like an open case
Y’all’ll take me to court that’s
until recently, controlled the entirety of the diamond trade from mine to market to aftermarket. So let’s start by examining the age of the tradition,
Throw up ya hands to it
Go head, call 'em pops
Girl what's it gon' take to have you close to me
Right by my side where you supposed to be
They start
Quarter-million in a baby blue Goyard
Buy it cash then I go in the motor
Drive fast, ain't no pullin' me over
Play with bags, you can tell by the odor
No
know that my niggas ain't have to die
And I'm far from finished
I am fueled by the power of all their spirits
I dabble in drugs but I'm still coherent
I
looks up instead
Til he finds someone else is by his side
You're my north star in the night sky
Everything's fine when you hold me tight
When I'm so far,
What would it take to push a man (Slim Shady)
Far enough to put somethin' material over a human life?
What would drive someone completely over
flamed by
Throne Glocks Once I get in that mode, feelin's gone, zone
Hot Autumn leaves and new songs from me, yeah, we
Gon' drop Rappin' for the people
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