Lyrics:
from the scene
Goddammit, I'm so mannish, handle it like a standard
So put your panties and your pants by the trash can
Romance on the floor plans,
Halloween!
What's this?
What's this?
[Repeat]
[JACK]
My dearest friend, if you don't mind
I'd like to join you by your side
Where we can gaze into
[Chorus]
I've been thinkin', times is hard
'Fore it get worse and fall apart
Maybe you should quit your job, and do what's right
And make you my
He was tougher than leather
And he didn't care whether
The sun shined or not
When a young kid in Cow Town
Wanted a showdown
He was careless
tryin to chase my dreams
did i leave your mind when i was gone
i hope not
verse 2 (Q "the Kid")
now im in a new state new division
new sound new shit im
I don't hate, never, not on my time
I'll put that little red dot on your mind
Talking that crime, but a lot of 'em lying
I'm caught on the grind,
the pair, by the three (By the pair)
Chopper soundin' like a snare in a beat (Like a snare)
I'm from the A, I love your ass, it's a peach (Peach)
Where I
the old school)
What more could I say? I wouldn't be here today
If the old school didn't pave the way
Remember poppin' and lockin' to Kurtis Blow
the night before New Year's, and all through the fuckin' projects
Not a handgun was silent, not even a Tec
Outside as I'm stuck, by enemies who put fear
the business
When we said their was a whole nother side of Atlanta
A nother bunch of motherf***ers in the trap, y'all didnt know
[Chorus]
Man, I told you
a position to move
And you can't move cause your move is blocked by the knight
At twelve o'clock, that's when the madness begins
So I start to focus in, my
Now I'm in town, break it down, thinking of making a new sound
Playing a different show every night in front of a new crowd
That's you now, ciao,
flaps come stock
People Kid Rock it up and down the block
And the hens all flock to the coup with the cock
You want to rock with me baby, row it down
again, yeah, again
And right down our block
Little kids start to rock
Christmas is a rockin' time
Put your body next to mine
Underneath
the money, they fall in love
I need more, it's not enough
Ain't nobody I could trust (yeah)
Blow my mind, don't blow me up (Brrrt)
Don't fold, I go
X games
Stupid
You can't fuck with this, y'know I know
Bring your whole team kid yeah thunn
Yo, I love my niggas for that
We strike back, handle business
Pale-faced kids in rubber gloves
Dressed as cops outside
I tried to find your name
You didn't make the news
You're just the man whose blues
Stopped his
and we end up on the news
If you go down, I'm goin' down too
If you go down, I'm goin' down too, yeah
I keep all your secrets by the dozen
You know
your mind and lick your
Funky emotions, to blow your veins up with funk overdosing
Now who's that nigga that got your crew bellin'?
Not with guns
again, yeah, again
And right down our block
Little kids start to rock
Christmas is a rockin' time
Put your body next to mine
Underneath
Bro bro listen to the kids jeremy, I need
I gotta put it down for a
Second it’s beautiful jeremy Scott's design
First of all, thank you Taylor for
Dizzy found me last night
I saw some kind of new light
I woke up in a whirlwind
Just you watch my head spin
The spectacle that made you cry
It's
to make my way
I couldn't get where I wanted, due to an unforeseen delay
The man was apologetic as he turned his head to say
Sorry, kid, you're not gonna
'm screaming on these records that I'm rich
Calling people from my number now I block it
Cause there's nothing worse then getting haunted by a stalkin' ass
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