Lyrics:
back home
Well, here's a quarter, call someone who cares
Call someone who'll listen and might give a damn
Maybe one of your sorted affairs
But
home
Well, here's a quarter, call someone who cares
Call someone who'll listen, or might give a damn
Maybe one of your sorted affairs
But don't you come
minds
Someone had to draw a line
We'll be coming back for you one day
We'll be coming back for you one day
I don't even care if I know you, out of our
A homie lover friend
Homie lover friend, yeah
Someone who can relate to my sex drive
Cuff her booty while we dance and she don't mind
And pickin' her
lovely filth down here. Oh -- how
d'you do?
ARTHUR: How do you do, good lady. I am Arthur, King of the
Britons. Who's castle is that?
WOMAN: King
nigga
You can call me homeboy (You can call me homeboy)
If I got a quarter, then you got a dime (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
And, you can call me up no matter
Nothing
Don't try to touch me I'm not here for hugging
Go build a bear since you're both filled with stuff n
You're staring at someone who cares above
to be Here's a toast the drink's on me
Both:
What this joint needs is some music Someone put a quarter in the jukebox
And we'll both forget about her
someone who sneezin'
I'm only here to give 'em pressure, bitch, picture me squeezin'
Against the world like I was Pac, wasn't nobody believin'
Nothin'
not gon call cops, we all pop
Scar shots give you bold spots
Like near the ointment
Now, who use Head & Shoulders
When their hair dirty?
Alright, well
Yeah, oh
Get up (where my trash at?)
I said, get up (you know what happens when I'm around, man)
Woo, let's go
Better watch out now
'Cause here
Here's the mic you do something
Here goes nothing
Yeah if you think I'm less than I am
I don't really care I'm just being who I am
Doing what I can
and they're gone so fast
And they're gone so fast
So hold on the ones who really care
In the end they'll be the only ones there
When you get old and start
begin. My third eye is bright.
Here to shine. Light skies the limit on D.L.
Who fell, yeah time will tell.
The Leaders Of The New.
The number one
b-b-bye bitch
I ain't got time for playin', I'm just sayin', man
We out here tryna function, man, we out here tryna function
We out here tryna function,
who u call
Welcome to the fast life you can't catch us all
I live my life a quarter mile at a time
Get behind it like I stole it we goan ride
I keep
Got now
Dont care who comes after
Im ill as hell
(U conceited bastard)
After the cry comes the laughter...
Im a poet at heart
I spit bars just
infinity more than I ever did for you
You always told me that you had difficulty with imagery
So I imagined myself fucking someone who was getting me
But
is total care
Our mother, who knows a righteous Angel she raised
Our mother, who wants me to be your brother again
This is where I sing upon a Wing
tell you what the drama brings
You don't see behind the scenes
Out here tryna keep the peace
You gon' make me grab a piece
Call Annalise for my release
and auditions
To be equal you must add or subtract
People who want to be equal's lives'
Are filled with subtractions and auditions
We will call you back and tell
better and I'm not scared
And I don't care (And I don't care)
Living life without someone who dares make me feel scared
Call me crazy but I'm the vision
and how our love went wrong
Like 'ol Travis said I'd a given you a quarter, but you're not the type that'd call someone who cares
I bet you think You're
Where are you? Are you home? Call me right on the phone
I'll be there, yeah, I'll be there, I'll be there
I don't care who is gone, you shouldn't be
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