Lyrics:
a bad surgery
And now it's time to recharge
I'm starting over taking
One, two, baby steps three, four, baby steps
Five, six, baby steps
I'm starting over
craving and
I'm not taking it lightly
Oh no!
I'm living inside, a dead lie
Controlled by the Devil's eyes and I don't mind it
Draw my ace up and roll my
only been choked, seven zones
I'm grown, and well known to be surviving in hell
Hangin round long enough to get through the clouds
It's something by (?)
You should have seen by the look in my eyes, baby
There was somethin' missin'
You should have known by the tone of my voice, maybe
But you didn't
everybody drowned, and
Everybody died, but baby (Georgia) I'm still praying with you
Everybody crying but (Georgia) ain't nobody tried
There's no doubt
and dumb, full of come up, a baby loc
I gotta put in work for the hood and that ain't no joke
Stable and able but I'm not ready and willing
'Cause I'm
less"
Danny's Downs but Love is up
It's been known to be more than enough
For more and more of us
Danny's downs but Love is up
"I'm not that
and the
Blind staggers.
I was given up for lost and dead about 2 dozen times.
Struck by lightning, struck by Congress, struck
By friends and kinfolks, as well
cancer, baby, I can't stop
Smoke 'em when I want, lately that's a lot
Well, darling, I'll smoke 'em 'til the day that I'm dead
Well, darling, we both
New York was cold and damp
TV is just a blank
Looks like another dead end Sunday
What about an early night
Monday never feels so bright
'til I'm dead
And here I am at 34 - And what for?
To bring my pair of baby patent
Leather shoes to turn them the
Other way - towards the sea cliffs
I'm cryin' icicles instead of tears
So pack your bags and move on out
There ain't nothin' for you here
Baby, I know it's over
I got a last idea
Yeah, then the bitch said, "Use a condom."
And I said, "Baby, there's like 10 people left in existence, fuck does it matter?"
You didn't say
And I'll stand over your grave
'Til I'm sure that you're dead
for sure
Sure, they don't want to beef with my physique or my .44
Sure, life is sweet, I'm by the beach, sand all on the feet
By the seat, the time
big world
I want a woman
Who can really love me, yeah
Dead ringer of a woman
You think I'm like a truck
Even I ain't gonna walk on glass
Well no
of a chair
A moment a second was over
He lifted her fair golden head
A moment the baby's left trembled
Then poor little blossom was dead
lookin alright, yeah what up, pap'?
'Cross the room throwin' signals, I'm throwin' 'em back
Flirtin', 'cause I digs you like that
Peep baby boy style,
I heard her soft hand knock in the dead of night
I hear her whisper, "Baby, let me in"
I sat up in my bed
"She's hear", my heart cried
Just like I
Angels won't find me (just to spit in your fucking face)
Where I am going (holding my baby pictures up like you're proud of me)
I'm leaving heaven (fuck
of a chair
A moment a second was over
He lifted her fair golden head
A moment the baby's left trembled
Then poor little blossom was dead
Murphy's Law
Generation X—will I ever be your ex?
Flaws of a baby step', mauled by the mouth a bit
Pause, put me under stress, crawled under rocks,
Earthquakes, fires and plagues, the resurrection of the dead
I'm a miracle born with imperial features
I'm a page turner, sage burner, santeria
Shango,
looked in eyes
Thinkin should I peel his cap, or should I let him survive
Yo, I'm trapped in the plan designed by another side
[Coolio]
I ain't
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