Lyrics:
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me before I sell my soul
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me
fool! I mean, it's not like your going to have five
sides to an album, is it? Silly billy... Anyway, fourth side... only recorded on the album. Mmmm Hmmm!
("Toto... ! Toto... !"), blowing these terrible germs in his direction ("Come here, Toto... !"), and all of this caused ("Toto... !") by a huge mountain
and thanks to this angst
I done quit chicken heads cold turkey
And started slowly roastin' 'em
'Cause that's where most of my anger is based
F-your
seen the way you glow
Digging your vibe and you got a dope soul
U.F.O U.F.O U.F.O
Not from this global
I'm an Alien call me moe
U.F.O U.F.O U.F.O (What)
over the years
F E
Work aint over til death relieves your soul
F E Am F
Further down the road’s
been on that, because it's f'king great. And we
decided actually, when we heard the soundtrack we were really so tempted to realease it as a live album
Niggas be askin' me like, "Man you took all that time off
I understand you had to get your mind right or whatever
you was doin' but I'm just
a couple comments
On some f*** you pay me should of did it on your conscience
Yo hey
Play The Album
Yo
Get mine
My God
We all Gone missing
Yo hey
Play
gotta put blue makeup on
your face." I said, "you can piss off! I ain't having none of that!" They said, "You f'king will, if you wanna
star in
care to explain what you mean by that?
Zenitram: Nah, if you care enough, figure it out yourself.
Dick F. Ucker: Okay, then, on to your drummer-who
Hey 'Pac, it's yo' boy
Hey man so far I've been listenin' to your album
And I ain't heard nothin' you could kick back and smoke a beadie to
You
if you need help
Til it's too f***ing late then they judge you when you fail
(Watching your soul go)
Faded out like an outro
Lately I been losing my
another heart (to have and hold)
All I want is a friend I can talk to (soul to soul)
Oh soul to soul (soul to soul)
Like an album on a shelf
Tired
call me Your own
Chorus
G Am F C
Bridge: All my stains are washed away, by Your Great Name
G Am F C
All my stains are washed away (x4)
Am F C G
C2:
Downtown New York
Last floor, penthouse view
Still thinking I still want more
Oh y'all want more?
20 Track album ready, mixed, mastered, done, finished by
ask me, they ask me, they ask me, I tell them
(Here's to Roc-A-Fella)
Raise your glasses, your glasses, your glasses to the sky and
(Here's
and ever
F***ing fantastic, f*** if you agree, I'm bright
But I don't give a f*** if you see me
[Chorus]
I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh
and ever
F***ing fantastic, f*** if you agree, I'm bright
But I don't give a f*** if you see me
[Chorus]
I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh
"godfather" and they call you
"gay"
Bitch! it?s 1990
Your girlfriend?s out there trying to find me
She heard about me, I f**ked her best friend
I guess she
Else’s f hat and try to walk in
Their sh for a little while
So I made sure this album, Joanne
That I didn’t just honor
The more personal sentiments
I made
f**ked me up
I'm scared that
If I can't find that happiness again
I don't know
How I complete my soul again
Since I saw your eyes
I'm suffering without you
We'll go ahead, do your best and find me
Matter of fact, I'll be at your mom's by nine and we'll be fuckin' all night
Disregard the rubber
I'ma pull out
Hope
Yeah, I'm on my way, I'm coming
Don't, don't lose faith in me
I know you've been waitin'
I know you've been prayin' for my soul
Hope, hope
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