Lyrics:
failed to see that big oncoming car
Samira she got hers playing football after school
Billie now knows firsthand why we don't run by the pool
But all
the noises that aren't human voices
Like what's behind everything
As in the like
Way, this is our way
Mro-mrooom
That's the bass
And the weird sounds are from
are rooted in an upright stand
What's my plan
I feel the fingers closing in
I got enlightened by the chosen man
A little frightened by my foes
could fight
I keep the drama out my head
You heard what I said
I'm keeping that shit out of sight
And when I die
Write on my grave
Son, brother, friend
to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell
So give our women back, remember what you took is theirs
Living by rules that only promote rape
Molestors and predators protected by the state
Broken
Im in love with myself
I said are you lovin you
Fuckin with the wrong ones
What niggas do
Lonely is the man that knows his worth
Only can be man if
And tonight is very special
It's the night for me and you
är det bra?
Det tycker jag vi kan ha va?
Det är lite ovanligt så där
on the stove
I had a dream that
You know When I put this ring on
This wasn't what I signed up for
Do you remember you vows?
You promised so much more
You
Theories are nearly insane, bleary
? surely by years of the same gears
It's weird to the same ears whose careers
Is to aim spears at the gears in
told my mama
I'm gonna be a star
We got friends
So we already are
I met an old man with new dreams
How you get to that age
And still have aspirations?
extra bread? That's crazy!
The same nigga that woulda killed for you
You left for dead that's crazy!
You look sick Cass', you look sick!
I'm sayin' what
parkins
This double R so big I pulled up double parkd it
Trade some head for peace of mind like it's a barter
She so bad like Michael jack
Look what you
the pain
Drowning deep in my tears
Eaten up by my fears
Praying to God for an answer
Yeah he came through with an answer but
Where were you at when I was
risk for you (Take risks)
These niggas out here crash dummies they don't live for nun (Live)
Like what the fuck nigga you ain't tryna get rich or nun?
cruised for boys on the strip
But death by the bottle is what made her hip
Marylin's beauty showed age every day
But her sinister end helped her keep age
don't wanna hear I'm actin' different (yeah)
Same lips that be talkin' 'bout me
Is the same lips that be ass kissin' (facts)
These hoes ain't, what
royal
Crabs in the barrel, wrapped up in foil
Kids grow up scars that are rubbed down with oil
And life done changed a bit but I can't grow apart
For
what they gonn' say and it's been killing me
A death before a death it's what you witnessing
And you went and told your friends about my misery
And I'm
Codeine, like a night game
The rave cocaine came with a scale mane
Tryna be the only one, that's a long race
I'll call you Billie Jean, but what would Mike
Billie Jean
I'm just doing something to
These niggas really mean
He got the money without the power
What do he mean?
He like the nigga that ride the
Bench
the trigger got to run it by the clan
When you really living life you don’t record it for the 'gram nah
What the fuck mean aye bitch I’m straight out Caddo
These are the tales, the freaky tales...
The tales that I tell so well...
I met this girl, her name was Joan
She loved the way I rocked
Aw man!
Put that ol' dumb horn down
Hey, Jazzy
Jazzy
Show this boy what some real music 'posed to sound like
He-he-ha!
1-2-3-4
Now that's a record!
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