Lyrics:
I'm not trying to make something die
My friend Al got the message
Sent it down that street with the boxes on
Lined up there forever, filled with
the patriot blood
My ship is sailin' peacefully beneath
A flag of stars
It's manned by Irish hearts of
Oak and manly Yankee tars
And that dear emblem
[Originally by Husker Du]
I'm curious to know exactly how you are
i keep my distance but that distance is too far
it reassures me just to know that
dropping a football
So every time someone walks in the john I get Madden
"Shady, what up?" What? Come on, man, I'm crapping
And you're asking me for my
You know I be in the yo
This that weed 'em up bitch
229 free my nigga
Cool man, we ball U John, I promise nigga
DJ Lil Jackboy tell a friend nigga
Ooo
My friend, where are you off to
No words, missing a few screws
Said you would be back by eight
But here I wait and it's keeping me up late
Our
Sometimes I focus on the dough
Look at these bills I got
This is a message for some rappers trying to steal my spot
You niggas famous on the internet
I'm
bop, a Jay-Z boycott
Cause he said that he never prayed to God, he prayed to Gotti
I'm thinking godly, God guard me from the ungodly
But by my 30th
them, I won't despair
They are regrouping, they're coming back to stay
Twelve percent can climb back up to fifty percent
Once again, my friend, a message
Yeah I know, girl you're the witness to my life, yes you are
(And I'll cherish every moment) Yes I will
Baby with you right by my side
(yeah) I've got
standing in the distance
You can take your time
And I will be here waiting
Waiting by my side
God
Is never far behind
I am sending you a message
friend, Oh my friend, Oh my friend
And my friend John, he went away
He made some mistakes
Spent time in Walton jail
And now when I see him we still
I'm sorry if I seem uninterested
Or I'm not listenin' or I'm indifferent
Truly, I ain't got no business here
But since my friends are here
I just
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, look
I don't know how to talk to you
I don't know how to ask you if you're okay
My friends
by the 9
Fuck the dumb shit, I run this, a whole life of crime
Ain't never had shit, but always had my pistol, bitch
187, don't make me whistle, bitch
touched by your presence dear
When we play at cards you use an extra sense
You can read my hand, I've got no defence
When you sent your messages whispered
blessing
Revving up the beat with my confessions
In love with the rhythm never flexing
Flying out the Rover with the message
John the revelator and I'm
Stepped into the hall and saw all my friends were there
A neon sign was flashin', "Welcome, come on in"
It feels so good feelin' good again
My favorite
soul is reveled
I say yes to Jesus so
I'm slayin new devils
God saves
so my soul is reveled
Been tried by the fire came out pure gold
I'm on that new
Stepped into the hall and saw all my friends were there
A neon sign was flashin', "Welcome, come on in"
It feels so good feelin' good again
My favorite
business here
But since my friends are here, I just came to kick it
But really I would rather be at home all by myself not in this room
With people who
Back in the days, into the chamber 36
Big Tig' putting it down in dirty mix
Provided by EQ
Test me and my crew, guarantee you lose
Man your whole crew
a lonely friend, despite what I intend
Knowing I'll be waking up to
Messages I couldn't send
Come on and wrap me up
Let me tilt you back and swim
I want
Alcohol makes me look nice
But they be like
Oh my god I should listen to my friends advice
We are all fuck'd up. Stop fucking lyin'
Don't sen a LOL while
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