Lyrics:
you away
From a world where nobody cares
I will be here for you
Come to me
And be my love for the rest of my life
(Interlude)
I never said
That life
tell ya stoned by the look in your eyes
Like Medusa on her throne wit' that snake in ya spine
Shoulda' rolled it on my own
Took a eighth of the pie
Know
here's my life
I wanna be tried by fire
Purified
You take whatever You desire
Lord, here's my life
If Your glory wants to come in
Let it fall, we
I can hit it in the summer
I let it ride out
I wait until you say you really wanna
Take you to the beach see the lotion on your skin
And I swear
[Intro]
yeh
[HOOK]
Oh Me!
Oh My!
Bitch, just let me breath (shit), Why you wastin' time?
I been searching all my life,
Oh Please!?
Workin'
found)
I'm up (I'm up), I'm down, (I'm down) but somehow I survive
It's got to be the New York City rhythm in my life
Oh, it's got to be the New York City
, another day of workin
My boss is on my back and I'm about to go berserkin
Catch a fit money grip 'cause pumpin gas is a bitch way
Niggas be ridin by my job
twenty-one
(You're all welcome here)
I can be your sugar daddy
And you can be my babylove
This is gonna be the sweetest experience of your life
It's
and a life within rhythm
Rhythm is life and life is driven by rhythm
My attention during moments of invention can be snared by the snare drum
And a quick
Mrs. Winter
And let dinner be served
Can I get it on a platter, shatter your bladder
And put so much light in yo' life, I'll make the roaches
atrocious. But his madness, this meaninglessness - how "serious" it has become all of a sudden! - might that indeed be "meaningful"? My life has only a meaning
[INTERLUDE]:
Because a sighting shows what's inside
I can feel it
[VERSE III]:
I'm so glad to hear you still awake, Take the duct tape off
So I can write
the truth
I done lived a lifetime inside of my youth
I pull back the curtain, I cut, but run it, let's go, take two
Action
And it get dark here in this booth
Praise the beast to a certain extent
I don’t wanna be gothic
I don’t wanna idolize him
Nor do I wanna live in a tent
[Part 3]
[Verse 1]
I can owe my life
a good life
The groove is rocking nothing feels as good as a good Good life
Wanna get that good life feeling let me tell you
No one can take it away
Good
motherfucker
That chopper like a psychic
It be getting my palms read you caught that?
That chopper like a psychic
It be getting my palms red
I send that nigga
Forgis, my Forgis), put the baby on her face
Fucking 'er bush (Fucking 'er bush), this be the closed casket (closed)
Go get me a coffin, let's get it
going out tonight
This is that shit that be sounding right
It's summer time
I just want to chill by the beach
Roll and L and think about my life
And I'll
only left over scraps, by hungry niggas wit large hustle
So many reps with the bars I call my American car, muscle
I still get thru it when the road is
past tense
Can you imagine where we would be without rapping
Life isn't as beautiful if it doesn't have blackness
Preach
Yo, H-I-S-T-O-R-Y, that's me
You
have learned it. Known who burned me
Avatar has warmed my feet
Take me with you. Let me see you
Time and life can meet
Rumor has it. Minds are open
don't even take it slow
Cause any given day could go
And I could see my death date
Feel my last breath take
That's why I go and get it now
I be like shit
ask why, what am here fo' I gotta figure out
Waste my life no I gotta make it count
If Christ is real then what am I gonna do about
Everything in Luke
it
Yeah, it turns me on
Alright, hold tight
I'm a highway star, yeah
Nobody gonna take my girl
I'm gonna keep her to the end
Nobody gonna take
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