Lyrics:
You stand in line beside me try to tell me of this life.
Success is only failure if it doesn't meet the bottom line.
And then you try to tell me
Brother Jukebox
Sister Wine
Mother Freedom
Father Time
Since she left me by myself
You're the only family I've got left
I go down to that
no thang to me
You buster ass bitches ain't really what you claim to be
We can throw them thangs, play the same and i'm gone bust your nose
Try to stop
it by myself
Say what you wanna say but stick to the facts (it's all good)
Right of the rip nobody is quite like me
You gon' need a NASA
.
Slow down my love you're confusing me,
If you're feeling stressed just try calling,
Spend your time waiting for anyone to see,
Do you have a little
away,
Somebody tell me...when do we get paid?
Everybody's lookin' at me
Thought by now I'd be on MTV
Or a magazine like seventeen or rolling
Somebody tell me, when do we get paid?
Everybody's lookin' at me
Thought by now I'd be on MTV
Or a magazine like seventeen or rolling stone
And I won't
Cheetah, to Club Amnesia
The Peanuts in L.A., bubblin and dubblins
Can't deny me, why would you want to
You need me, why don't you try me
Baby you want
and I will look inside mine
Things are looking so bad everywhere oh
In this whole world, oh what is fair?
We’re walking blind and we try to see
Falling
Mama always told me
Baby, you gotta walk by faith
And not by sight
Real talk, you gotta listen
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ooh, yeah
Oh, listen
Breakdown
Let me hear it now
Breakdown
Yeah
Breakdown
Breakdown
Let me hear it now
There goes the Challenger being chased
By the blue blue meanies on wheels
Staring at the ceiling in the dark
Sheets are in a knot
My heart is like rock, eh
Pictures flashing by inside my head
I'm hanging by a thread
extraction technique, performed only by sexorcist
Do not try this at home or at least without the sexorcist
Extraction may result in salivating, throdden
[Lynch]
The only one who ever saw my face, I must erase, had to get filthy dirty
Left him in his driveway soaking wet, hope nobody heard me
I'm
room chill
Long hair that blows side to side
You speak and make time stand still
And each time you walk right on by
Like violence you have me
back home to you
Can't imagine what I'm a-goin' through
Without you by my side
It's been a long long time
Oh, won't you say a prayer for me
I hope
man
My man
I knew you lookin' out for ya boy
Man 'preciate that
One Two
Hey, Two Feet came by
Who got the dope
Who got me; could you spot me
she don't wander by herself
where are
your sons and your daughters?
can you give me sanctuary
when the babbling brook
runs dry?
can you give me
don't play by your rules
And I
Won't stop until I come through
I won't give in baby
I don't play by your rules
Try to tear me down
With every calculated
Put the pressure on me swear I'm way too good
Michael Jordan in the clutch swear I'm way too cool
I just need a lil spacing then just watch me do it
keep it all in place
Work your way right into my face
First you try to bet me, you make my backbone slide
When you find you've bled me, slip on by
She's got class and style
Street knowledge by the pow
Baby never act wild
Very low key on the profile
Catching feelings is unknown
Let me tell you how it
the prople to feel me
[Monoxide]
Now, I'm a product of chalklines and false lies, broken apart by many trys of my own life, jus sit and think with a pen in my
vow to myself that I'ma change this shit
Or at least I gotta try, or part of me will die
And only by action will any ideas solidify
So I inhale,
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