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and schedules me to see a cardiologist. A doctor was telling me what I already knew. My heart can take beating for two. I had to choose one Elizabeth. I was
the truth hurt
Heart beating while I'm cheating, trying to catch a nut
Bad little bitch got a nigga caught up
I'm sliding in the rag top Chevrolet
Got
me the courage to look
So what do I do now with this big, huge, beating thing inside of my chest
I have a thousand new arteries bursting with life
yo' head," bitch!
Hungry for war, heart palpitate, I salivate
I want you cocksuckin bitches to retaliate
We don't gives a fuck bout what you tryin
Don't love another dude
But you could break my heart in two
I'd still think you're beautiful
You could break my heart in two
I'd still think you're
with my trunk beating hard like a heart
Veins like wires, all I need is the spark
Just trying to make it better man, see the incline
Steno paper flow,
of Simeloa
So much weed, I'm about to get a grower
Snakes in the grass, Imma have to get a mower
Choppin and choppin shit down
Prices in New York be goin up
Uh, uh-huh, one-two and, 4th Disciple, yea
Razah Rubies, and, this how we do it, yea, one-two
One-two and, G.G.O., yeah
[Chorus: x2]
It goes,
city sweltering hot
Staggering, drunker than those cops that 2Pac shot
I was a crook by the train with that iron thing, concealed
Reaching, soon as I
nigga stay balling like he on the Knicks
I seen niggas broken down cause they on a fix
I record at any time cause Cimid on the mix
I can't add you to my
-0-0 pounds
I have brown hair and green eyes
I enjoy writing songs, painting, movies and diner food
I have two brothers, Chris and Graham
and two parents, Paul
And one day the dry fig of her heart stops its beating
Long ago on the ship, she asked "Why pyramids?"
He said "Think of them as an immense invitation"
edu-ma-cation
While I bounce around the nation
From nation and back to new york
I twist the cap, pop the cork
And take a long walk to the court
Buddha, I spark
city sweltering hot
Staggerin' drunker than those cops that 2pac shot
I was a crook by the train with that iron thing, concealed
Reachin', soon as I
from New York
Got a deal from another label
But the other label said the other labels
Ain't do shit for they roster
Shit, so they told me don't sign
I
way to lazy but New York ain’t bout triple 7ing cream
I’m getting after it I’m never stopping cuz i do the things that you wish in your dreams
now I
1 2 3 4 5 6 7
lucky number sleven how i pull up with the weapon
that 357 you too scared to go see heaven
back up off me homie you can’t breath up
HOTTIE
CATCH A FEW BODIES WHEN YOU GOT ME WILIN'
PUNCHLINES SOUND LIKE TWO SHOTTIES FIRIN'
AND MY FLOW IS SO DEADLY
ITS PRECEDED BY A TSUNAMI SIREN
I HAD
Check spit that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti
Cold body I don't fear nobody
Keep that pole by me
So grimey labels won't sign me
Cause they know
Bass is beating
cmadou teaches us the original rhythms
REF
Gooooooo, Open ticket
Gooooooo, the world is on show
(1) Gooooooo, I want to know
(2
bitch I’m top call me Danny
Big cheeks by the 2
Sandy
Fanta sippin leanin mix
Candy
(Aye, woo)
Powered it off literally Shut the shit down
No lie
Been
bitch bitching all day
You ain't got heart you ain't beating my pace
Shorty on me always keep touching my face
Keep rubbing your waist
Know I fell in love
way these notes swing
I don't care of which way my mind thinks
I don't care of which way your heart sings
Left and Right
Up and Down
In this whole thing
I guess
I got a beating heart inside an iron chest, if they're sleeping on me, I ain't tryna rest
Hope they die in their sleep while I climb
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