Lyrics:
the mainstream?
Meek Mill leans forward into the
Glow of his computer screen
His expression unreadable behind a
Pair of gold sunglasses
It's April, well after two
can be happy, that's gotta be a sign
So let's go adventure calls
The people in my pocket know the way
A secret to the world
But my personal computer
pays a midnight visit
I see the world through the scope but I gain no insight with it
When I get introspective I put the safety on
Make these songs with
self-expression and personal development
When over half the world's population is starving?
There are so many things that might have been done,
But rooted
Sittin' on a pocket full of hard earned wages
Lookin' at the world through magazine pages
I heard a lot about the mountains and the Colorado range
Sittin' on a pocket full of hard earned wages
Lookin' at the world through magazine pages
I heard a lot about the mountains and the Colorado range
freedom that comes with that
The personal freedom of one's own life
These are cloned computer men or women
Who aren't controlled by the moon and nature
Who
It's sort of like a small town
When your whole lives are on my computer
Ah... Ah...
All the power, none of the stress
So much better being hatchet man
each
Other to make life easier, to make
Life doper for our kids, you know
As they grow you know, we
Were born into a broken world
We're like the cleanup
to express what we feel to those who mourn with us today in this Cathedral and around the world. We loved him as a brother and father and son. From his
plateau in the world of music
Paparazzi, wealth and fame
The total propulsion, of my name
I need a beat
Computer-wise the engineer's eyes
Have to be
plateau in the world of music
Paparazzi, wealth and fame
The total propulsion, of my name
I need a beat
Computer-wise the engineer's eyes
Have to be
Andy and I had a beautiful wedding. All of our relatives were in attendance from around the world. My relationship with my parents was better than
hair up
Don't have to have a body for magazines
Don't even have to wear make-up
You're still the most beautiful thing I've ever seen
We live in a world
senses
Like Laurence Fishburne and you have
A squad behind you
You literally can put the
World in slow motion
It’s still February, right?
(security guard
Imma make it personal and pull up to yo granny house
Shoot her with this AR 15 like I'm Kyle Rittenhouse
Imma make it personal and pull up to yo
world war, depression
Car crashes? We live in a free country
But with that freedom there is
A burden of personal
Responsibility rather than teaching
vacation in Aruba, HBCU top 10 graduate degree in computers
Make em icy buss down with a personal jeweler, independent but submissive like how he maneuver
through such a wide range of this emotion
That my rage has gotta squeeze through it sideways
I just pulled up in Clive Davis's driveway
With his personal
Up! magazine
Salt-n-Pepa and Heavy D up in the limousine
Hangin' pictures on my wall
Every Saturday Rap Attack, Mr. Magic, Marley Marl
I let my tape
the struggle
You know what I'm sayin'?
It's all good, baby baby (check it)
It was all a dream, I used to read Word Up! Magazine (uh-huh)
Salt-N-Pepa
the struggle
You know what I'm sayin'?
It's all good, baby baby (check it)
It was all a dream, I used to read Word Up! Magazine (uh-huh)
Salt-N-Pepa
the underground!
Woo woo! Yeah man! Yeah! Yo man!
I usually dream about gold chains and being an MC 'til I'm old and gray
Instead I wear a tie and fix computers
the struggle
You know what I'm sayin'?
It's all good, baby baby (check it)
It was all a dream, I used to read Word Up! Magazine (uh-huh)
Salt-N-Pepa
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