Lyrics:
got some paper?
Let's face it shit only be what you make it
Don't care bout that bitch I ain't fuckin her naked
Wasted nigga you must of been wasted
he is the truth
And you know the truth by the way it feels
And if I am a reflection of him
Then I must be fly
Because he is, yes, he is (fly,
he is the truth
And you know the truth by the way it feels
And if I am a reflection of him
Then I must be fly
Because he is, yes, he is (fly,
laughing
Darkest of clouds turn into sun rays
So what would I do without him?
Let the year pass us by
Let the flame turn to fire
Oh honey, I know we got
Guaranteed if you had it to spare
You could probably comprehend I'm just sayin' man (you must hate money, money)
They be gettin' jealous when you paid
Guaranteed if you had it to spare
You could probably comprehend I'm just sayin' man (you must hate money, money)
They be gettin' jealous when you paid
Something's burning, I can't figure out what (out what)
It's either lust or a cloud of dust, judgement is clouded
Must just be the powder from
show love
Spoiled by my ghettoness but fresh in new environments
Beyond beat it up to get Mayweather out retirement
Wetter than Seattle she makes my
Hey yo it's poison, ecstasy, coke
You say it's love, it is poison
Schools where I learned they should be burned, it is poison
Physicians prescripting
someone needs to be found
The things we do
The things we say
Are gentle rays of hope
That touch us all each day
Each day
The things we do (the
to live)
Land of the beautiful (To get something you've never had, you must be willing to do something you've never done)
Cursed by the hate we throw (I'ma
you ever disrespect gang like we be doing extra
Maybe stop investing so much gas into ass
Ironic, yes but I need a bitch to give me that giraffe
Fuck it
gazelles don't lean on my nose
Drivin' by the clubs gleamin' and go
Heads turn it's a freak show
I need them to know When will they learn
Nas need a queen
But for that be, I must kneel
And give it all away
Lay my body down
To be worked upon
Unlocking doors that I barred up
And leave no stone unturned
For
(Song is played underneath Ray's dialogue)
Ray writes a letter
RAY: Dear Rosalind, thanks for the new tape. You did my song very well. But, be
a mental problem"
Up the glick on a nigga
And have a mental problem
It's supposed to be a drug
Deal but I robbed him
I don't give a fuck, that's his problem
my head by the sword
For now that I've seen what I need to see
Please take me where I need to be
"What have you learned?" It's better to tell
supposed to bake them a cake then?
Don't mistake him for (Satan)
It's a fatal mistake if you think I need to be overseas
And take a vacation to trip
'bout to ride him like a seesaw
Is that C. Dior?
Do you see? If she don't give you head when you pull up in the V
If she don't bust it open on islands
Though we knew that we'd be seeing him again
(Far away) I'm sad to say I must be on me way
So buy me beer and whiskey 'cause I'm going far away (far
Aye, aye not shit, niggas on the opp list
Niggas pocket watching better watch who
You go shop wit'
Get a nigga nailed with a black Glock
It's gothic i be
and in our joy
He laughed and cried and healed those he found sick
He showed us you are merciful by being merciful himself
And called us to be merciful
upon your vigil. Wallow in the wake.
It was glorious of glories-a maple April day
With a pocket full of horseflies and eyes as bright as rays
They
you're on. And you must be as cruel as you can be. There will be sell outs, back stabbings and Kanye West, so you might as well do it to them before they
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