Lyrics:
I'm the only guy in town
I love, little girls
They make me feel so good
They don't care if I'm a one-way mirror
They're not frightened by my
People
I See Dead People
This is little Tamy her uncle went up in her panties
and hurt her badly when she was stayin over grannes.
started takin zanex
Here's a little story I got to tell
And this dis goes on, again and again
Uh, Uh
Here's a little story I got to tell
And this dis goes on,
school shopping
It was me, my brother, my mom, oh, my pop, and my little sister
All hopped in the car
We headed downtown to the Gallery Mall
MY mom
be okay, but I'm not fine at all
Oh, oh, oh
'Cause there we are again on that little town street
You almost ran the red 'cause you were looking
They lookin at you weird
You probably are
The same people only gettin' as far as a car can get 'em
Viewin' life from a different spectrum
Nowadays
a little too pronounced
Perhaps I do not strike you as a geek
Without the horn rimmed glasses and knee-high argyle socks
But nerdery is more than
of people
Maybe I should kill people
Asthmatic,
Everyday I become a little more dramatic ,
Everyday I can feel a little more the panic,
But everything’s ok
look a little bit like me baby
Where did our dreams go
I don't know
People passing by with nothing to say
But I saw you and something said okay
You
position of number 19. Hmmm... Not alot of
people remember that. But, I do! Cause I played on them! Hah! Si! Now look, Murders in the Rue.... Oh by
the way,
"Everybody don't always make it
But there's always that guy back in
The hood that was the
Shit and inspired the people that
Did make it" Meek Mill
By the time
(change) People change
Cant hold me to every little thing I say cause
People change (change) People change (change)
Cant keep the same mind frame everyday
Well it's a cloudy morning
But I got the sun in my life
I wanna feel what forever feels like
With you by my side
People trying to sell you
Let's shift gears for a minute
And talk about New York
City i actually get in
Arguments because people say
Nicki doesn't rep New York i say "What do
oblivion, missing the clues
Fooled by this white washed tradition
Refrain from these chains in your mind
Take a little time just to recognize
You're stuck in
to be civil.
I represent for the people,
Let down by a nation,
And left in the streets where it's evil,
Little kids surrounded by knives and heroin
to pinpoint snippets and
Save them in your notebook
A lot of people think they can become really
Skilled at something by watching
Others do it
Or even by
Some people get by
With a little understanding
Some people get by
With a whole lot more
I don't know
Why you gotta be so undemanding
One
I admit I done made some mistakes
And I have some imperfect ways (I have some imperfect ways)
I admit I helped so many people (I helped so many)
mama, teach you all I can
Do right baby, by your man
Don't worry mama, teach you all I can
Say I know a little
Lord I do know a little about it
I know
Little hero’s not afraid of the danger
Little hero’s gonna go and save the day
Everybody’s so impressed by his strength
Everybody doesn’t see that
Addiction, some people like to get high
Addiction, some need the help to get by
Addiction, some do it just to pass the time
Addiction, this little
single day I fall a little more behind
But I'm paying it no mind, it'll all be fine
I get by (got it good, got it good)
I barely get by (got it good, got
I stay a little high
I ain’t gonna lie (got it good)
Party people in the place to be
Put your hands in the sky if you barely getting by
It’s
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