Lyrics:
a soul
My heart damaged with pain
Gave you my soul with nothing else to gain
Bullet straight through my heart you cocked the gun and aimed
Drivin' this car
as those have quit before
Take the talon from my heart
And see that I can care no more
Whatever mattered came before
I vanish with the dead Lenore."
a war of words you'll end up at Robert Wood
Got my pen game good
With the wordplay, metaphors but sing like Sinatra could
From Camden to Hoboken I'm
rapper
Who swears he's makin' records
That's what they said whenever
I would walk by i never tripped though
Always kept my head up high
Eventually I knew
Rest in peace, to my loved ones, i feel like damn couldn't keep my heart straight
Why it feel like the realest, always going through a type
Chill
This Trap On My Heart Be My Wife Until I go Die By My Side This Trap Be The Love Of My Life I'm Finna Go Far With The Fight
He Come On My Doorstep
Will be cleansed by the words of my truth from my womb
Said I am blessed (Yeah)
Storms are tests (Yeah)
And I am strong (Hey, hey)
I can go on
Memory
laughin' at the way I treat these hoes and these
Bitches,
I try love 'em, my BM be trippin'
But Rabbit, you know one thing, I got the game from you,
Yeah, yeah
I never had a role model
I was loading gold hollows in my little Glock-40
A little shorty, heart colder than December in the morning
the strength of Magica, we will be
triumphant. Many will perish, but Magica and our souls
cannot be restored until three days have passed. Take
heart my
straight in my face I ain't say none
I done walked through all that rain
What you know bout getting burnt up by flames
Pour yo' love inside the girl you love
as the journey is long
Though my soul may be tired
I know my heart will stay strong
Down the straight and narrow
Straight and narrow
Straight and narrow
Straight
I'm walking in Paris, my heart is alive
The city of romance and love by my side
My eyes drift through the crowd as I search for a sign
A man who can
yeah, yeah
I just stuffed a stick in my brand new pants, yeah, yeah
He didn't take the stand, straight out the can, he straight to bands, yeah (hey)
So
son I give you my wit
But when I get back, I'ma bounce straight to your crib
On the strength, son slid until you to the Greyhound
Wit a burner in
through songs and shit
On me, that's on me
Raise up, nigga, you are not the homie
Bitch I'm well-connected from my section down to Long Beach
Fumblin'
yeah)
But I'm friends with the drugs again (yeah)
Lost my heart, lost it all
So much drama, hold the applause
Shit's like a soap opera, straight
by the end of it, if I can get over it, si señor
In my bones I’m a tourist
In my heart I’m a purist
There are reasons that I choose this, I’m about
get saved by Grace and word
Saved by grace I said that’s my Lord
That’s my Lord I said that’s my Lord
He makes ways and provides straight paths
That’s
lust
Until she cums, from morning till dusk but I don't have regrets
Cause I am in love with an angel
I know that your essence came straight from
Set the Record Straight
There's nothing left to Celebrate but you
Set the Record Straight
I played my cards
The Ace of Hearts was true
Set
Straight From The heart
Written By Bobby Turner 2022
Bobby Turner
Words Music and Melody
Lead Vocals
Background Vocals
Keyboards
Bass
Drums
Tenor
the dopeboys, I came in with the rockstars
From the beginning I played my part, I left the game with permanent scars (yeah)
I left the game with permanent scars
from the top of the stairs
Here I've shown you my heart
I want to know you by heart
And love you by heart
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