Lyrics:
the hard
Shit and how to swing these things
My little cousin didn't do shit
Except blow out his brains
He had every material possession
You could ever want
write
If I start it tonight
I'll have an album by light
I'm counting on slowing down
Won't give up the fight
They say I spit it too white
When I do what I
your love or your friendship
But now I feel I got a chance to kinda make things up to you a little bit
Heh, enough about you and me
How's my little
thing
My funky fresh lyrics
put you in a spirit I speak a little louder for you suckers can't hear
it The
rhymes I design are right on time
you afford to blow this shit? Are you that rich?
Why you give a fuck if she dies? Are you that bitch?
Do you really think she gives a fuck if you have
you afford to blow this shit? Are you that rich?
Why you give a fuck if she dies? Are you that bitch?
Do you really think she gives a fuck if you have
you afford to blow this shit? Are you that rich?
Why you give a fuck if she dies? Are you that bitch?
Do you really think she gives a fuck if you have
the park in a pile of shit
Knowledge is power, but powerless if you got it and you do not acknowledge it
Y'all music sound like Dr. Seuss inspired it
playmates
That I never more shall play
Give them all my toys but, Mother
Put my little shoes away
(You will do this, Mother, won't you)
(Put my little
aware that you're building a sanctuary up
Cause reality creates the sadness
We rely on these things to escape the madness
Like doin those "that I can tell
electricity, and you…
Same
There used be a time before the By
Believe it or not
I probably would’ve signed to anyone who would give me a shot
But no one really
you)
Taking away from your soul
(Im living my life just the best that I Can)
(I guess I ain't right for you)
Only thing able to
Don't you forget it
(I
myself away
Cause this dream is taking all of me
Things got a little crazy for me for that week
Where I drank myself stupid to the point where I
tryna bring trouble your way?
Wanna resolve things in a bloodier way? (Yup)
Just study a tape of N.W.A
One day I was walking by with a Walkman on
When
forgot about Dre
So what do you say to somebody you hate (What?)
Or anyone tryna bring trouble your way?
Wanna resolve things in a bloodier way? (Yup)
forgot about Dre
So what do you say to somebody you hate (What?)
Or anyone tryna bring trouble your way?
Wanna resolve things in a bloodier way? (Yup)
anymore
Go away"
But my life is incomplete without you
And you miss the little things that I do
You do, won't you take me back
That was your last
games
Just tryin' to find a way
So hear me now
Move a little closer, baby don't you run away from me
I wanna give you your dreams, let me show you
find the fatal error in what's otherwise all right.
But here you're trembling like a sparrow, I will try with all my might
To give you just a little
I'm gone miss
Your kisses give me life. (give me life)
Give me Life, give me life, me Life, me Life. (oh you give me Life)
I don't really like your new
it, I want you
You're giving me all the things I wasted in all wrong situations
And even if you're faking, I want you
Give me plans, plans from night
Instrumental stay more chillin', but I ain't a villain
Jeff if you tryna collab, we only winnin'
Bass will give the people wings with no remission
And Lord
mack
Bitch act like you know, show me some sex and affection
And let me dial slow, flossin, tossin a bitch (bitch)
Yeah Dogg, one more thing I forgot
the pushers the sharks and vultures
Things that happen when it reaches dark
And all the things you hear about Central Park
You got to be down,you
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