Lyrics:
I been creepin' late night through the city
I done promised mom a couple million
Summer is done; done got kinda chilly
They done turned they back
Caesar, sir.
C: (salutes) Hail Caesar.
If it's not done by sunrise, I'll cut your balls off.
B: (very reliefed) Oh thank you sir, thank you sir, hail Caesar
They chose not to listen
But October 20th, 2020, I saw blood on my country's flag (Live)
Blood on my country's flag (Live)
Look, I saw how our people
The one that I wanted to have my child
The wait of the world starts shifting down
I'm sorry to say but I won't be around
I'm done with you
Done Done Done
#2: It could be carried by an African swallow!
GUARD #1: Oh, yeah, an African swallow maybe, but not a European
swallow, that's my point.
GUARD #2:
takin' a sip
Pass the 40, back the fuck up, bitch
You think I spent 2 dollars just to let you slop in my shit?!
And niggas swore I be stiffin', but niggas
she’s good gone for my well being
She need to change then so be it
I’m going up with no ceiling
I’m done picking up broke pieces
It don’t pay to be
Squares of black and white
My Bishop for your Knight
You're Queen and I'm King on opposing ends
Love may be forlorn
But children are not pawns
the heat up, ain't nobody hot as me
Everywhere dollars be, that's how I gotta be
I done gave her the world, now she not leavin'
Say she love me to death,
crackin’ the sky
Precious the metal was meltin’
But what about me?
When it comes to the mind, core
And the animals stick with us
B go with fire, entangle
Sometimes you wanna laugh, sometimes you wanna cry;
You're just not good enough no matter how hard you try,
So you go on, but do you know something's
done to help?
What've I done to help but not myself?
Climb to safety
You and me and the baby
We'll send our thought and prayers
To loved ones
is finite, but there's more that we can manage
Raise your arms to the sky, take another breath and know you're high enough
We're not done
Change my
My love
Oh, I'm not old
I'm told
But I am not young
Oh and nothing can be done
Don't start (don't start)
My heart (my heart)
Is a smoking gun
My love
Oh, I'm not old
I'm told
But I am not young
Oh and nothing can be done
Don't start (don't start)
My heart (my heart)
Is a smoking gun
(Lucious)
Sir Lucious Left Foot has just entered
Might as well have fun 'cause your happiness is done when your goose is cooked
Might as well have fun
Look at what I've gone and done; I wrote another
Melancholy song about the times I missed and let my
Indecision take the wheel but I don't know how
Unless you want smoke I'm not with it
Niggas be hype about shit we done did it
Not a gangsta I admit it
But if you pick up the beef we gon kill it
It's
were at Long Beach, and they were all sold out. Mmm
hmmm, the very first and only... well maybe not only, but we were the first and only band at that
Let's take the town and turn their smiles to frowns
My friend said if it doesn't work, we tear it down
Once we're done, we'll get rid of the fucking crown
from good to better to my best
But I need a good time
Let's unwind
You feel like Florida breeze in the night time
I needed to get rid of him yeah
So you
saved
I've never been the one to get all caught up in the chase
Locked away my heart and thought it'd never leave the case, not for anyone, but
You done
to be wit' me
Well, it's done; this I know
Seen it for myself; I'm a let you know
You don't play games wit' me
But before I go, better leave my dough
the wealthy who decide
To devote themselves to all
I say, "Well done"
But the job is not finished
You hold the levers, to
Which we are all bound
In chains,
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