Lyrics:
On the banks of the deep end
Where your soul is your best friend
Searching for a reason
To go astray
Wild dreams turn to nightmares
Silver
a ride
To get you where you wanna go
I know
I am never satisfied
On the other side
Looking for a ride
To get me where I want to go
I know
If its love that
I'm sittin' in my truck, snakin' the club out
Kill this sip then go wild the fuck out
Up in the club with my hands in the air
There's so much shit in
call me crazy, people call me sneak
Just because I'm nasty, they call me a freak, hehe
I am coming over, to your house tonight
I promise to you baby,
lastin'
This little town is gettin' wild as hell
Check the penitentiaries and all the jails
If they could lock us all up that would be just fine
Got my
DJ Quik
Why you keep givin me cards I can't keep?
I throw these two back, you throw me two more, they're so cheap
I couldn't get the winning hand
of the system
(Peek a boo)
Now she's play a game by her own rules
(Peek a boo)
The peak a boo game
[Verse 1]
Deceptive, her game is in the thick lane
Pick up
the world go by and my thought connect
I think about the time past and the time to come
Reminisce on Bed-Stuy when I was spry and young
I used to try
temple
Where they take your clothes at the door
He was just a numberless man in a chair
Who'd just come back from the war
And you wrap up his tired
your lcve!
Knock me over! Here I go!
Into our love storm lETS GO ROBLOX!
Jump on back dancer
Baby let's get hcgh, John WAYNE!
Baby let's get hcgh
John
they cried when we buried Malcolm X
Mama tell me am I wrong, is God just another cop
Waiting to beat my ass if I don't go pop?
Memories of a past
MC's and grabbed the mic
And then I lit they ass up to keep the party on the high
[Kurupt (Bad Azz)]
Hit me on the Motorola holla at the homie
your brains all the fuck out
All over your shirt
Since a youngin' I was buck wild
All up in the dirt
Ma screaming "Get the fuck out!"
No phil I was
the right one
Don't think I won't throw a few back
Let you walk over my welcome mat
Take you by the hand
And let your dreams run wild
Don't think I won't turn
on a four-leaf clover
To be the E double E over and over
You're intrigued by the way I do my thing
(Do what?) Pick up the mic high and make it swing
[PMD]
I
I'm goin' in
If I die tomorrow, go and look over my family
Friends' fans can't judge 'bout grands
'Bout 2 girls French last year
Stressed out,
Why do we have to cross over?
Why are niggas always crossing over somethin', huh?
I mean, what's the matter, huh?
They can accept our music
wouldn't fight over a woman, old girl had a sunshine
Was messed up, on Smoke's payroll was one-time
My pager went off; it read one line: "Come get me
From
we in the house
We got put my feet on the couch
They go see me and they shout
We gon get wild like eatin' them out
While we in they mouth
Doing
niggas be eating pasta but they love zucchini
Rocking valor tennis suits by Sergio Tecchini
Them type of cats that call you because you can't call 'em
Wide of the mark
Deep as the amazon
I must impress on them
This opportunity
It'll be too late
By the time they put me on tv
I feel sharp
I feel
tumbled by
All I could see was sky
I ran away took a boat that was built just for me
I sailed away across the sea
Through the days weeks months over a year
man, you shooting like a rookie that don't know his range
Smoking, watch me go insane, opus and the Novocaine
Shit was once an open game, we got it by
of thugs, two rich bands
Francis & Pearl, too slick you can slide me a rads
Who carry nitrogen and guns and they bag is wild
Pistol whip niggas then [?]
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