Lyrics:
me a clap. A yes is fine (laughing) ok? (voice from audience â??I love that songâ??) Thank you. Praise God. I tell you, I know everybody's in the same
to the table
You ain't eating if your
Friends ain't eating with
Dickheads, '09 take me back
I lost two grand last week
And didn't make it back
And teachers
you've caught me in a coma
And I don't think I wanna
Ever come back to this
World again
Kinda like it in a coma
'Cause no one's ever gonna
Oh
you've caught me in a coma
And I don't think I wanna
Ever come back to this
World again
Kinda like it in a coma
'Cause no one's ever gonna
Oh
disguised as these feeling
Nope, saved by the bell
Scanning these Jans and Stans
I scheme my plans in advance
See where this selective messaging lands
In
miss you, I love you
I'm out
Well, here I go in my Land, got The Face rockin' on my sounds
Got the phone in my hand, my baby hit me two times
Gotta
prraatI ain't saying too much and that's that
Cause that cat you embracing with love
Might clap that gat cause he got hate in his blood
Keep your friends
you're Dick Butkus
One-half science and another half soul
His name's Mike D. not Fat Morton Jelly Roll
Got busy in Frisco fooled around in Fresno
Got
scream my name
Cause I could remember whole lot of em, that said I'd never make it in the rap game
Look at me now though, I got cars and cash
And since
an ash burnt
Ain't no friend in game go solo do your thing
When you on higher ground they gon burn your feet (burn your feet)
Think you got some trust
in Philly, Penn
It's silly when girls sell their souls because it's in
Look at where you be in, hair weaves like Europeans
Fake nails done by
money huh
Fuck a bitch, I'd rather see this money come
You can't see me no more
I'm out in the country chump
With a girl from Capetown and
I got her from
wanna call me now? Do I got the
Vision, Mark Zuckerberg? Was you
Wrong? When I said I was 53 million dollars
In debt and you didn't call me
Was you wrong?
I got ends,
I said, "Fuck you, bitch, and all your friends."
That's an everyday scenario, now here you go.
Tryin' to be good to me, I can't
we gon' see
I won't put no money on his head, my niggas owe me
I gotta be single for a while, you can't control me
Uno, dos, tres, in a race, they
in Polish except now I know four because Oscar taught me the
word for lip: Oofta."
Archibald: "Your friends all laughed ... Usta? How do you spell
Rocking up, in the Benz
Old-school drive by in the ends
Shooting up, glock on a cleanse
D D D bow, no real friends
Used to lurk in the shadows
Now
went through
Thought I was adventurous
But ended up just being foolish now I see
Seeing nightmares flash before your face
You gave in got manipulated by
directions
He gave me a tuna can
Then he stopped in his tracks
And he said, "Hey Goat!
Would you like to live with me?
I've got a house with
the faces of those
Who had never got ready for me to explode their heads and rip'em apart!
It was written by me and I will write it again
And still I'm in
like they got
A lil Ape in (N) D
You get banana scarred and
You gotta use A-N-D
I'll have a shell hanging from his
Head like A Nigga Dread
So DNA
you got confessions) Tell me have you considered ever loving me?
(Lined up with a lesson: “How to never fall in love with a friend.”) Let me know if you
prraatI ain't saying too much and that's that
Cause that cat you embracing with love
Might clap that gat cause he got hate in his blood
Keep your friends
ain't know if I'd see daddy no more
By the time I was seven, we all moved out to the city
Southside, Minneap-, you know these trenches is gritty
Only
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