Lyrics:
diz-busters
Who lurked behind the rose
Cast iron for a bloodstream
And ice behind their eyes
On each and all those holy nights
When duster's dust becomes
display dialogue
So come on dog, we like to hustle and ball
From the streets to the suites
What's your name baby doll?
Get in, sit in, where you fit in
All
right back on it
Reminding me all over again how you fucking just brushed me off
And left me so burned, spent a lot of time trying to soul search
Maybe
Seems I got to have a change of scene
Cause every night I have the strangest dreams
Imprisoned by the way it used to be
Left here on my own or so
diz-busters
Who lurked behind the rose
Cast iron for a bloodstream
And ice behind their eyes
On each and all those holy nights
When duster's dust becomes
a different sort
He wasn't like his dad or mom
They wanted him to grow up
Just like his older brother tom
Timmy'd get so close, so close
So close, but
different
This is not the way you realized what you wanted
It's a bit too much, too late if I'm honest
And all this time, God knows I'm singing
Don't
It's not just one thing, not just one thing
I want all of it, huh
Mmm
Emotionally, physically, diving right in to me
Mmm
Emotionally, physically,
own or so it seems
I've got to leave before I start to scream
Someone locked the door and turned the key
[Chorus]
Feeling alright
I'm not feeling
there is not anyone
Who understands your pain
Just remember all of Jesus' suffering
I have seen
The healing hand of God
Reaching out and mending
to prison not once, but twice
Kept a stupid thick posse
Made of thugs and
Crooks and hoods
and vet hustlers
Who were up to no good
But they all stood behind
in tune a shelter of fumes as you cast out your long net
hold it all above a one not pillow and let it go
so you're on fire and the contents of your
hair up in rolls
As she cast a telling glance at that young girl's red hot eyes
Sometimes I think I could lose
All my troubles but here I stand
They're
puttin' up Will Smith numbers
Surrounded by sixes and Hummers, bitches among us
Tryin' not to let this bullshit become us
It started from hunger, 'til
greenery in sight
Still we grew on, surrounded by love
That’s real
Cast your nets on the other side
As you are, nothing to hide
Look not at what you’ll
And by the light of the moon
He prays for their beauty not doom
With heart he blesses them
God's creatures all of them too
Then the spell starts
The night was so different from all the rest
And a silence covers the Earth;
The stars have no glimmer, the moon tries to hide,
For in death lies
gotta feel us (feel us)
'Cause this is all we know (yeah, this the life we chose, we chose)
This for my niggas (my niggas, my niggas)
That did not make
exist,
And office foley cuffs, was after my wrists,
Was not Beverly hills where we chilled,
Imagine this, the nas n rith,
Had to get from rags to rich,
'bout it
I'mma beeee right here, waitin on you
Even took a second job
So they won't take the clause and put a lean on the
House
I know it's gonna be
know
They wanna know where I came from
Not havin' a pot to piss in
Stop and listen
I'll tell you how I came from Rags to Riches
I remember sellin'
Not knowing how and what to say, not accepting that it’s true.
You can’t help but see the worst to come a thousand different ways
The same time trying
matters
So who are you when they turn off all the cameras?
With me, you know the answers (Queens in the house)
Go ask Tony Bennett (Queens in the house)
they don't think twice
So cast your votes, watch them shed their skin
We are paralysed
But there are none so blind as those who will not see
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