Lyrics:
and it's heavy
Tell you in pieces 'cause it's way too heavy
My diamonds, the choker is heavy
More life to give on demand, are you ready?
Who keep 'em
outta ya brain
You in over your head, way out of your lane
I been saying I'm filthy rich and got it from caine
So would you say them niggas know if
easy, no
I know you want this
By the time I'm through with you
You'll be beggin' me for more
I know
Your whole story
Because you're fine
Going back would just cause more pain
We agree we gotta make a change
Defeat the queen above everything
You're on my side or you're in my way
You
with for life
I took in your kid, did everything that you wanted me to
Now I'm in the s- about you fronting on radio interviews
Do it make you feel
like the brother no more
I guess that's just the way it goes
I ain't tryin' to preach, I believe I can reach
But your mind ain't prepared, I'll see
your eyes and
If I come by and put my finger in your butt
You're the one
Tom: I think that Satan has
A couple of comments tom
Satan: Well kids, it's
And now the mellow sounds of Jimmy Early
I meant you no harm
I never meant to make you cry
You were the only one I've ever loved in my life
and cheating
You probably think that I hold resentment for you
But uh-uh, oh no, yeah, you're wrong
'Cause if it wasn't for all that you tried to do
I
You and me, we have no faces
Soon our lives will be erased
Do you think they will remember?
Or will we just be replaced?
Oh I wish that I could
'm a make sure no man ever measure to me
Like run and D you and me are together forever
I got an interview to do
Then to the plane, that too
Uh, wear that
on the way down low
Check-check-check out the flow
The cats are rapping, lobster snapping
But only the dog makes the party happen
So put in your paper, seal it
stole your laugh so bright and breezy
It stops parties in mid-air
It makes me feel more devil may care
Hope you like the new me
Hope you like the new
incense in your new apartment
But you got no sense when it come to
Lost you to the game, I gotta hold that
How you feelin' in your soul since you sold
jacking
I see no justice
All I see is niggas dying fast
The sound of a gun blast
Then watch the hearse past
Just another day in the life, G
Gotta
of the game? (I was an impossible case)
Can you feel it the way I do? (But I think I can see in your face)
(And it means a lot)
What's the name of the game?
do, by God, they must fry (fry?)
You know, like electric chair
The way you stare (yeah, I'm there)
You committed a crime and I'm the victim
I
a antidote and a cure
Coz do you really think Mohamed got a problem with Jehovah
We don't want war imagine if any prophet was alive
In current days amongst
a 10
Want some ends? You outta there
No more funny face, put you in your place
Come be the dinner, I'm a bring a plate
She's my ghetto girl in her
was more 'n all this that put that gun in my hand
Well, your honor, I do believe I'd be better off dead
And if you can take a man's life for
who tan, tan, tan"
Those who tangle with Don Juan
His way is better, at least he make it sound like music
Signora, would you speak that way in
of your peers
Gay hater in the closet
More than Gary Glitter's suit
Oppression of any kind no longer computes
And I know we'll get away from this
Believe in
in
The cops is closing in, I can do the time
But what's really on my mind, is there's no hoes in the pen
I play the low and try and make it hard
sweet ways I cannot forget
When I think about all the things you said
To help me through my days
Now I need you more desperately than I ever did
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