Lyrics:
inspected for smuggled pills
Yo dog, it ain't my shit
It was this other guy that came
Up in here, took a dump
And there wasn't not nothing I coulda done
But I
artist like I ain't led a
Whole goddamn college conference
This shit is wild
I see the posts and profiles
But commentin' negativity is not my style
I got
into my eyes can’t you see I’m freaking scared
All I want to do is get back home to my girls
See their little smiles, innocence of this world
This is my
as snow, frozen
Home was so broken
Traded so I sport a New Jersey no Hoboken
Writing with the knife in my fist when I go Logan
Go Logan via Lauderdale
it before you receive it
This is of that which my lord has taught me
Indeed, I have abandoned the religion of a people that do not believe in Allah,
the bravery that helps
You beat this game called
Life you know they tried to scare me to not
Wear this hat, my own friends, but this hat
It gives me power in
get excited
I'ma kick this shit off like I’m on
Manchester United & my
Attention is undivided
So you can’t divide and conquer me!
I’m sitting
nature to me
But my creativity has definitely been put
To a test since being in
This bitch i absolutely refuse to
Rap about being in jail
It's not who I am
mean, seriously, I'm tellin' you this is the first time that any of my girlfriends and I have ever met anybody really from Hollywood... I mean, really...
shit for fun
Air em' out, lay em' in the lungs
Hope his people come
Spray it out, bullets at your son
I am not the one
Clear it out, this is kingdom come
my nigga, let me ask this question
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
When shit hit the fan (one two, one two)
Uh when shit hit the fan,
the agony of it."
Jim Jones: "I made my manifestation, and the world was ready, not ready for me. Paul said, "I was a man born out of due season." I've been
the playground
New York is base, but this ain't tag, you ain't safe on base nigga, lets play
Verse 1
Cam'ron:
Camel-Clutch him, Iron Sheik
Farnsworth Jigga, lying
cheese
See how this shit be turning into Tom and Jerry
You were written in a show hosted by me like Truman Jim Carrey
When I put the lights on you you
tip
That's what I get for trying to be a lover
But never judge a book, by the damm cover
I'm not dissing, and I don't like fishing
But next time, I want
pulling my punches
I could be way more aggressive
But I'm way too invested in this
To do something reckless
People from my past with subliminal messages
a fight
I mean, that's one thing I would never
Would never really even, you know, come across my mind
Is the fear of this guy, or his skills, or his ability
headache that won't disappear by noon
My eyes are bloodshot and the reflection is cold
The mirror just an image of the man grown old
This moment in time
good the world is. And that conversation was the beginning of me getting kicked out of my home when I was a teenager. It happened suddenly. They locked
I do I'll miss the things passing by
I know, I know just not to go and close my eyes
Cause if I do I'll miss the things passing by
I'm all talk
to be living this lifestyle
Shine I shall I'm blood diamond iced out fly south
Nothing but water that borders Florida
I have not acquired my Florida ways
you try
This is not another love song
One time, hey young world
Love is yours, hey young world
'Cause love is yours young world
Young world
it's mine, it's mine
Whose world is this?
The world is yours, the world is yours
It's mine, it's mine, it's mine
Whose world is this?
To my man
it's mine, it's mine
Whose world is this?
The world is yours, the world is yours
It's mine, it's mine, it's mine
Whose world is this?
To my man
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