Lyrics:
do yo' thang
I mean, in them jeans
Yo shape is beautiful
And I'm "For you, by you"
Like FUBU
(B**** you know the name)
Whoo-wee Jesus
JoJo K-Ci
equity, no justice or peace
They're conditioned by the system, it's a given, they're victims
Making wrong decisions; not resistin' this tradition
We preach
doin' with our time?
Gettin' fly, finding classic whips to buy
Bigger fish to fry
One of y'all you can see it in my eyes
Money long, you can tell by
of evil coming in shapes and forms
I cannot identify what’s right
Or what’s wrong
All I know is, sometimes, I fiend for dough
Fiend for clothes
And fiend
Well she was only 13 but her body was older
And she didn’t know the rules
See nobody had told her
Caught by the wrong guy, easy to hold her
Crazy how
of us have demons (greed, and lust)
Some of us have demons (lust, temptation)
Now this is your mom, your good luck charm
Pushing you to do no wrong
throwin' up when your stomach hurt
I stick by you baby, through thick and thin
No matter what kind of shape you're in
'Cause I've seen your sweet side
what's wrong? The crowd's gone
So help me out kit 'cause this thief has to be caught
Radio the chief of police, get a report
Chief of Police said
should know by now the shape it takes the shadows length
Have the levity to laugh away that way
You don't have to see for yourself why
(Before I
was there to be my princess
I ran into this girl who would take my mind
Shape my mind, she really would take the time
To fall in love with me, every
cry out loud and no one cares
I hope that Starbucks always gets your name wrong
I hope that someone writes you a crappy song
Look at that shape in your
Doomed to grow up day by day
Go faster than your shape
Please touch me, press on my neck
Deafening silence howls in my chest
I feel disaster inside me
can’t fall asleep without the shape of you that I fit into
BRIDGE
I wish I met you at a different time
when neither one of us would have to go
Is it wrong
the air
A finger triggered by a sense of apprehension
Your case you fit the description now you a victim
It seems senseless but it's always been their
to splendid things
It's hard to know I'm doing right by you
Not by your side
I'd like to think I'm wrong, feel the strength in our divide
‘Cause in my dream I
to tell the tale
Try as we must to separate the crying from the rain
The lust from life
The call and the drum paint the shapes of both the sirens
Why aren't you by my side
To examine my choices
To tell me that I'm doing
Everything wrong
I'm calling you, baby where you at
Because I need you
Shape of a lie
Served my time, committed no crime
But my eyes, are blinded, by love
Wasted life, putting wrong all of your rights
But I just can’t
shape
Met my soul mate now I'm forever changed
Burned in my memory
Settle in my misery
Love is so hard to come by nowadays
All anyone wants to do is
the state
Of the overgrowing undertones replaced
By a majesty and beauty in the shape
In the ripples of the water from the waves
Of the crevices,
was my song
Somewhere in the middle there
Though it started badly and it's ending wrong
This was my country
This frightful and this angry land
we
Go back a long time
Feel something like fine to me,
There's no such thing as the wrong time
He hops up on my knee, singing,
Get down, Pops,
Of something so real
Yeah I feel like I'm heading home
Now in the shape of an oak, down by the river,
You see an old man and a boy
They're setting sails,
song
You think I wanna get involved
You're not wrong
'Cause I been waiting for this moment all night long
So I creep, creep, creep right to your seat
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