Lyrics:
I ain't lonely, but I spend a lot of time alone
More than I'd like to, but I'm okay with staying home
By how the last few months have changed
I
stay true
That shit will hurt you like a K do
Being crossed by your homie, wow, he ain't the same dude
I'm bent off good wine, like Bokeem Woodbine
No more ice cream cones to share
No more sittin' just playin' in your hair
No more picnics out by the sea
There ain't no more nuttin' and it's all
No waltzes by brother Strauss,
A cement mixer with every house ( Putty, putty! )
Vote for me, I'm the guy,
Who can get you some shoe fly pie,
I miss my niggas, I'm by myself, I'm drinkin' lean
Can't run out, I need more potion
No, I ain't the only one that's hurtin'
I can't say some
fine
No car I ever drove, no ice I ever saw
No music I ever made, ain't nothin' I wanted more
We could deal with whatever together
Sunshine,
Coat for the throat goats
Even if I gotta do it solo, even if I gotta do it with no promo
I ain't got my point across
'Til we finally get the cross
We ain't hurtin' no mo' (I swear), we ain't fighting no mo' (no)
'Cause everything, 'cause everything is okay
We ain't hurtin' no mo' (we ain't gotta
'cause you're flirtin' with death
I'm destroyin' your livelihood, I ain't just hurtin' your rep
I catch a flow and get goin', no remorse I'm showin',
should be told.
And Neil Young always claimed that Sweet Home
Alabama was one of his favorite songs. And legend
Has it that he was an honorary pall
The 2002 Winter Olympics are next week,
and the theme song for the olympics is "America" by Neil Diamond
Now, no offence to Neil Diamond but thats
and turning nights are over
I don't even feel a touch of blues
Once more I can see the sun a shining
Shining though I know I'm over you
So don't think it ain't
I'm motherfucking chicken-shit
To the ones that's tryna play the E
By the time you get to seven, you'll be six feet deep
Number Eight: Make no
and I'm hurtin
Don't need no choir girl flirtin
Don't need no pastor tryna touch on kids
Telling me what I can't wear to church and
No fake cryin,
poppin' shit wit' niggaz who talkin'
Them niggaz ain't talkin' no more
Closed coffin
Not often do you see a nigga loyal as I
Like that boy from Best
I'm motherfucking chicken-shit
To the ones that's tryna play the E
By the time you get to seven, you'll be six feet deep
Number Eight: Make no
(Has prepared for me)
So, I don't wanna talk no more (No)
Ain't lookin' for nobody
Homies sayin' that I should
(I ain't really searchin' 'cause I know)
my mind now
I can't get you off my mind now (mmh, mmh)
I ain't tryna play these game no more
I don't wanna be textin' your name no more
I ain't
and the house too
Now how bout you?
Get away from me and let me clear my mind
This is hurtin' me just to visit you one more time
I know you fine but I ain't
right down
No more runnin around
And thats the truth, really the truth,
Really aint puttin on no act.
Really a fact
Really, this aint
of my castle - Koopa
Dawg, I took a shot at the dark in the industry's sharks
That's surrounded by water - Cuba
I can make a Einstein's mind feel stupa'
hurtin'
So ain't gon' call you when I shine (yeah, yeah)
The lean's gone cold (gone cold)
The lean's gone cold, 'cause I don't pour up anymore (no)
Eyes
(No matter how hard I try, look to the sky, and I ask God why)
Nobody don't care
(Seems like my dreams, drowned in by screams, no answer to my
dreams of Caprices
Drove by the teachers, even more by polices
How'd he get the cash? The day his father passed away
Left him with a lil' somethin',
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