Lyrics:
There's an Old box chilling in the closet
It grabbed your intention so you grab and dust it
Dust it, free me from my limits
I Took a one way ticket
getting twice shit
To be R. Kelly, you're all trapped in the closet The funny thing about it
When you say no homo, that's more like Hidden desires getting
(箏)
Bitcoin升似高音, cash out, 心心
I’m the king of r&b 對你啲廢野不會太再意
平時愛做做實驗試吓trap吓當玩意 (yeah, ohh)
Everyday I’m so cold
Feels like r.Kelly coz I trapped in
the roads are intertwined
It's kinda fucked up, all these thoughts up in my mind
Feels like I'm trapped in the chambers of my mind
Tryna loosen up
the racks trapped in the closet like R. Kelly
Walked in with my fye it's hot in here I feel like Nelly
Mir blowing za her shit so loud you can smell it
I
Too Hard to Say lyrics
by Omar Musa
Verse one
I used to pray five times a day when I was younger
hear my dad calling me to prayer every morning.
We're here to represent the Lord, people
And that's the fact
The world know that you're a Christian by the way that you act
Galatians chapter 5, vs 22
me why my enemy's free and I pay for your advice,
But where were you when I was rapping out the closet with 5ive?
Where were you when that monitor
the street 'fore they put me back in for blow
I'm your favorite rapper favorite chapter, they wanna be us
I shared examples, if the next one don't pay
on Celly's
All right in front of the deli
Holly, Lilly, to Kelly all spent once on the telly
(And what else) and I got hella gear
My earring is nice
a cherry
I got the stick in her belly
We trapped in the closet like Kelly
Moment of silence for Eddie, Gurrerro
Perfect service
Ice, purchased
Booty, twerk
undeserving, no need to speak in tounges
Under grace, lost faith
I was broken I was hopeless I was hoping for a change then
I cried out
1 John chapter 1 verse 5
thing changed
[Chorus: R. Kelly]
I'm hood, I'm street
Still standin' in the middle of the beat (Mac!)
I'm a mack, I'm a thug
I'm a pimp I does all
financial spells
Put my family in a brand new crib but other people wanna see me in hell
And with this music I'm gon' put in some time just like I'm trapped
times for the days I would hold back (Woo!)
Five times for the bitches who ain't called back (Yeah)
Six times for the kids like me who got ADHD just
wao wamejaza scandals ka R.kelly
I think its time as Kenyans tuambiane ukweli
Siku hizi hakuna hata viongozi, tumebaki na matapeli
Yo!
I feel 2pac,
checks
Black cars, v8
V12 they are all germans
Journey of a thousand miles
One step, right leg
Next step, left leg
Bit by bit we are getting there
Even for
(Ayy)
I'm a young Kelly Clarkson, fuckin princess
(Ayy) fucking incest, wincest, give her sex
Sex in the vest (Ayy)
Strapped come my way say, he a gay
In
memorial, we see faces, names, dates. All are reminders that the suffering brought by war is intensely personal and its violence indiscriminate. In the broad
the pale skeleton in my closet
Mailbox said "Get the bills paid"
Do I work a 9-5, become a new slave?
Prisoned in a cubicle, with a suitcase
Get a few
Once upon a time in a land far far away
I tried to play but my heart in the way
This part a little harder to say
It's like a white girl trapped in
(mane)
Let me remind you that I am the king of R&B (mane)
Do you know what that means?
That means if you love your chick
Don't bring her to the v-i
of y'all
And if ya immature then I'm out the door
I'm on fire gettin' head by the
Harlem Boys Choir
Dreams, dreams, dreams of fuckin' an R&B dick
us all
Like she's scanning us for infection
I can't help but imagine her
Teeth are sharp and pointy
She gestures for us to sit
And in one sweeping
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