Lyrics:
made of red clay
Looking above
By climbing he realized
He could not scape
Looking around
He found a passage
Dug down in the wall
It was so tight, so
That's right I'm back
Been working hard on this new track
Since I got Christ I've been so jacked
Been lookin' better than Howie in a soul patch uh
our cups
We live for this special day, its Christmas time for you and I
This is the greatest time for you and I
I hope this holiday doesn't fly by
Love
a prediction,
This is a spoiler,
Mehn this the last time under
By December all shows and features come through my manager
Cos
Cash rules, everything around me,
usually hangs around
Between texas and paraguay
Sometimes ranging as far
West as catalina
Catalina, catalina, catalina!
This particular peccary
Is part
Wishes, wonder
Magical day
Time stands still, can't explain what I feel
If this is really real, nothing's ever gonna be the same
(Oh-oh,
me
Just worry 'bout you and maybe I do
Have a long day
And it'll be a long time before
You ever see me again
Don't worry 'bout me, just worry 'bout you
you ever see me again
Don't worry 'bout me, don't worry 'bout me
Just worry 'bout you and maybe I do
Have a long day
And it'll be a long time before
like 250, too shifty
His name was Howie but on Rikers Island he was just
Time and time again as I pick up the pen
As my thoughts emerge these are
you!
This is the police
Give yourself up
We have the garage surrounded
Every day this goes on around here!
The years was rollin' by...
We
sun
Blinded by love
I can't see that the day is done
Well I fell in love last summer, she begged me to stay
It was just a matter of time 'fore
barbecue, for real (real)
All these days already gone by (gone by)
Man, I ain't seen your ass in a long time
Put a little gin in the punch (punch)
Grandma
(Crooklyn style) be in yo
Damagin' your whole premises
Don't never diss
Cause here's your address
Cause me by yes, so come test me no
Like Patra, I got it
your doom
Why do you write like you're running out of time?
Write day and night like you're running out of time?
Every day day you fight, like
wake up fine and dandy
But then by the time I find it handy
To rip my heart apart and start
Planning my crash landing
I go up, up, up, up, up
husband Bobby well they split up
I guess it's two years gone by now
We just sit around talking about the old times
She says when she feels like crying
a year to two years actually. By the
time you lot are listening to this, which is February, I mean as we know Can I Play With Madness was
released the 2nd
Yeah, just sitting around hanging out this afternoon
Don't wanna wristwatch or an alarm clock
To see what time it is
From the moment I wake up
I just
The many dark days
The times I felt betrayed, by the ones that were supposed to love me
It's the only kind of love I've known (truth is)
That's
I'm hearing cheer's from my family
Friends and my peer's 1996 OFTB we in here
Time after time day after day
Have to prove myself
I'll be the one
to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell
Perceived it
The only one I want around
The hard times
Let 'em pass by
You know I'll ride
Side by side
Can feel it
The realness
You're pure bliss
When those
with a piece of
Shit like you for another day
This battle is like the
Alpha versus the Omega
Yeah you the start of it all
But I have evolved and became
develop time, lost social temp'rance rules above
Ah, ah
Then according to the man who showed his outstretched arm to space
He turned around
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