Lyrics:
start acting crazy
Remember them bags you brought still packable
Take it away, I can take it away
But the way you fuck me, I might need you to stay
I
to live by
They painted every passion, every home, created every beautiful child
In the winter they were weavers of warmth,
In the summer they were
up, aight, take the fuckin' blunt)
Yeah, wassup? (Damn)
I ain't even get charged yet
(Come on man, let's ciph man about the good ol' days man you
hard to keep my cool when I see you with him,
Cause I really wish that you would right here,
Tell me what should take to win just a piece of your heart
Of that brass monkey on some drunkie shit
You, R&B fake rappers suck a monkey dick
I'm from back in the days with the Christmas
For haze on my back,
brass monkey on some drunkie shit
You, R&B fake rappers suck a monkey dick
I'm from back in the days with the Christmas
For haze on my back, stripped out
I'm still aging, so won't you please come home?
Yeah, I'm still aging, so won't you come back home?
Oh, here's a song I wrote a hundred thousand
fakin, forty-fo' blast
Is a bloodbath, take your first step down a thug path
Ain't no love here, just slugs here
Kids know the half you get plugged here,
give your man a pound
Let him know what's going down take a pull and hold it now
Back to matters we call the rhyme data
Home run batter shutting down
just what I'd do
Would your child have a home
If it should be born of love other than our own
Would I still stand by you
Knowing you've loved someone
"Ah", only a ruthless bastard would do this
Take a toothles bitch with no tastebuds to Ruth's Chris
Give her toothpicks, stop on the way home, pick up
Still I got nowhere to go
After all these tortured years
So I'll call you on the telephone
And tell you what you've got to hear
I'll take you by
We all know I'm still here
Question my girl but love her strong
We all know how that is
Payin' for my daddy to come home
Pray he get a appeal
Hope
decease well then, please
Bury me by my grand-grand and when you can, come follow me
God bless you workin' on a plan to heaven
Follow the Lord all
America.
We sail the oceans,
Cross the prairies,
Climb the mountains,
Wade the arctic snow.
We are walking
Close together,
Bound by love.
Bound by
So you wanna be a rap superstar
And live large, a big house five cars the rent charged
Comin' up in the world don't trust nobody
Gotta look over your
and strife
From a Buick to a Beamer, ambitions of a dreamer
Motivated by Mob Figgaz and Andre Nickatina
I'm gettin' paper while you're in the shade drinkin
sounding like Lisa Lisa, I wonder if I take you home
Will you still love me after this night?
Mike was the hard head from the around the way
That she
up blasting A/C going wherever instinct takes me
I hate it when I'm like this
The bottle's my accomplice
I'm drunk by myself, gun under my seat
I
business
She always home I'm always gone
Ho stick to me just like cologne
Kush, we still go off that strong
I smell like five pounds of ???
She won't believe
a second time to photobomb it
I live by a code of demonic, Illuminati, Obama, Hovanomics
Hold up, hurdles in life, I hop in a Turbo and roll around 'em
everywhere
so take me home
(to my empty refridgerator)
c'mon and take me home
(to a life in which I understand) (where you at y'all?)
so take me home
(to my
years old I’m still packing girth
Got bare P’s from shooting Planet Earth
40 bands from watching a monkey give birth
Got knighted by the Queen
You know
love so far away
Do you think of me I think of you
A rose bloomed out a broken home
Forgiveness reigns from all my soul
I'm alive live live live live
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