Lyrics:
thirteen year old boobs
I'd hang out by the junior
High like my dad does
Tom: Hey
You know what I learned in fifth grade?
Mark: What's that
Your dad has
they try to
Classify us as musicians as
Being ignorant in some
Way? Why do they try to classify
Us, as far as the classes go?
You know how it goes
Right?
You know I had to do this one
That shawty look just like a dancer
Now I know she got a man
I know she want me to romance her
But girl you know that
The grace like this
Nowadays they only do it for the Clout
And nowadays they only want You for the
Clout
All this Strife in my head
Think I should've been
and shaky; She asks where
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my mum, Louran then holds her hands and stoking her hair she said to Shaine “Do not worry baby girl you will now live with
caine
But with one life to live I know you could do better
There's so many other ways to make cheddar
Society has made it very hard to live
They've taught
fly guy, I'm in love with you
The Casanova legend must have been true"
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by the name, Lois
Y'all ain't never just tripped and pictured
And just looked at the whole situation
'Cause once you look at it
You know (Really do)
They don't
Hop
Picked the "Truth" beat for Beanie
And I was in the session with him, I had my demo with me
You know, like I always do
I played a songs, he's
(I can’t trust no hoe)
(Fuck what it was, it is what it is, you live and you die it’s apart of the biss)
Walk in that bitch like a lick
Bitchs be
they killed them all"
Here comes the story of the Hurricane
The man the authorities came to blame
For somethin' that he never done
Put in a prison
left in our lives
I mean, my crib look bigger through my son's eyes
And the squad look bigger to the young guys
And my dick feel better when you
dare get in the way, we smash, scrape scrape
It's real like that, you know what I mean?
Follow, yo, yo, yo
(Bonnie and Clyde forever y'all)
[Jay-Z] Gun
they killed them all"
Here comes the story of the Hurricane
The man the authorities came to blame
For somethin' that he never done
Put in a prison
"the truth
Never set me free"
Which contradicts what the Bible says
In John 8: 32
("and you shall know the truth
And the truth shall sat you free") we
said, "Why don't they just get rid of the guns
Like they did in Australia?"
I sat there befuddled and said
"I don't know what to tell ya
But
of here
Shit made my mother cry, plus I got like 1,000 years
Just met my lawyer, I'm walking back to my cell
CO seen something in my hair and said "what
right true
I fell that is only right
That I live the life of rally
I done did knives in alleys, pipes, in rallies
What you do now?
Now I catch
on
Earth while we’re here what can
We do for humanity? And, you know, in a way
The fashion is what defines the time
People could think in some
Way they
the door so why won't you come,
Why won't you come ?
Blind things should come to an end
I look so ugly in the photographs and
I don't know what time is it
My uniform, you conform, you do what they need you to
I guess i see the truth, you just eat the fruit
If i want to be an astronaut, then i meet
black right to your face (yeah)
They say where you live, you'll never be able to own that place
My father said that you can change it all with your
they killed them all"
Here comes the story of the Hurricane
The man the authorities came to blame
For somethin' that he never done
Put in a prison
snuck in this cig with me
Butt of your jokes like you just took a dig at me
Know I'll dust you deliberately
Must be the misery, must be indignity
What if
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