Lyrics:
of shit slide
It's really like the only way I can talk about stuff
So, if you're listening, I hope you enjoy
Aye, it's Dev
This is deeper than a song.
really are what u eat
Or a baker wit all the dough that I kneed
Baby freaky pls get up off yo knees
Niggas ain't real as they seem keep them guns up off
like a car dumb fool
Stop hiding emergency: 112 what I do
Nobody can undo
Can't beat my defence if you did a 1-2 pass
Past few cats only got a few class
maze
Lord you never cease to amaze me
How beautiful you are how mighty how beautiful how awesome how glorious how gorgeous how loving
I'm constantly
own business
Like everybody only care about themselves man
So do you
So if I do me
And
You call me selfish but
You are a hypocrite
I think I went too
Verse1
I am the best of God's Glory
I get the best of his love me
Only the best and now
I carry his love to the world free
I show them in you lies
112! (Jump off!)
Aww yeah (Uhh, why'know)
You want to get right, boo, headlights, blue
Don't no other mami give me head like you
I get you in
wasn't for this Bad Boy exposure
CD, TV's, really would I know ya
Now me and blink float in the gold Rover
So it's only right you get the cold
instead of enslaved and depraved
waiting to be tortured by Ralphus(?) and sow(?) doom(?)
are you willing to accept me as your master
[CHORUS A]
I got
they flap, they move mountains
I leap on your back, like a wild fucking monkey
Eyes are blood shot read, with a growling tummy
Beat your fucking back
it)
One day at a time
Stuck on me at waffle house
After 1:12, when I go out
Where do you hang?
Or do you slang?
Or wear a chain?
Wear platinum
right in the face
And the only trouble with being a woman my age, is the men my age.
That's why younger men are starting to catch my eye
I'm starting
it according to Jeremiah 1:12
Lord, your word says come to me, all you who are weary and burdened
And I will give you rest
I shall rest knowing that
1+1=2
Copyright Paul Day 2006
Considered a Makshow project but in fact the album 1+1=2 was the first home recorded and produced album by Paul Day
streets
Toting your heat, smoking your reef
You can only live fast, because the spotlight is brief
I only eat Chick-fil-A 'cause I don't cook up no beef
“Lonely Interlude”
Are you as lonely as me?
You
You said all of the wrong things
Perhaps we could be lonely together
So we won’t be so alone
I
Intro:
Best part about being me
is that by being me
I can overcome about anything
Best part about being you
is that by being you
you can do just
have you in my arms.
-Interlude-
Will you be by my side
When I'm falling apart
Lend me a helping hand when in need.
My heart is just for you
I breathe
real world is, only a dream
I love you cat
I love you too
Jour body moved slow and your brain did too
Your mind was wrecked by drugs
I'm glad I don't
as promising as a Theranos Clinic
Led by Jeffrey Skilling, don't fall for ‘chair'man-'elect tricks' (electrics)
So adept w/the dictionary, I married a Webster!
an interlude
can't you'll see I'm busy trying to balance out my chemical
finishing up, what you ain't even begin to do
when your backs against the ropes it's
to the moves, I'll schedule more interviews
See my life like an interlude
Produced by God and it's voiced by God
Bet the sounds put you in the mood
Like
TayOhNo made this shit at 112 bpm
1-1-2 shit nigga
Cream, cream, cream..
We want them peaches & cream
Cream, cream, cream, cream
She want them
And I dont get why these people lie but dont confess
That shit so dead that's why some men hit and dip by the sunlight damn
The facts are bright, cant
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