Lyrics:
Even in those times baby, there’s no place I’d rather be
In your arms by your side, on this road of life we ride Through the calm through the storm
like taa-dow
Biggie Smalls the illest and how, frays raise your eyebrow
By now you figure, he talkin' 'bout that nigga
But your weak-ass assumptions,
like taa-dow
Biggie Smalls the illest and how, frays raise your eyebrow
By now you figure, he talkin' 'bout that nigga
But your weak-ass assumptions,
I've been through
So baby I'm glad I found you
You make me smile, you like good food
You're from that place, you're from my place
Few can relate to where
Someday I would get outta that basement and travel to a magical, far away place
Where the sun is always shining and the air smells like warm root beer
and you got your pride
You ride till there ain't no place to hide
It's sad 'cause the bad guys always die
He was "Shady", I seen by the look on his
without you
'Cause when the minutes seem like hours and the hours seem like days
Then a week goes by, you know it takes my breath away
All the minutes
Improper you get it
I’m tossing this roster
Cause why even bother
We’re all gonna die
If we can’t find each other
We’re blinded by facts
That relax all
only lays here in the back of my mind
I only wish a place like this could be true
This kind of place is known as paradise
Where the sand is soft
On this lazy Sunday when the clouds can't hold back the sun
And the butterflies flutter by oh oh we are one
Like the ocean into the sea baby slide in
(Yeah) There's no place like home (no place like home)
Growing up had a lotta neighborhood to roam (neighborhood to roam)
All my homies pouring up
I've been at it for ages
Feels like I'm running through mazes, everybody has they phases
Yeah, vibe with this, bad bitch in the whip and I ride to this
Giving you wrong way let's do it like this yeah
Don't get caught up in the wrong place
Ever since Hip Hop changed I'm feeling jaded
Fuck it as long as my
know if you gon' ride tonight
Cause this paper we makin' is real, all day
It's like that y'all (that y'all)
Don't get it twisted with the rap y'all
her name was Rita
Baby thought that $hort just might eat her
I told her like this, she can suck my peter
Or even go home cause I knew I didn't need
places like a holiday
We can just chill by the west side
One night on your waistline
Feel on me baby like another way
Am ma take you places like a holiday
to tell the truth I really think I don't like niggas
And I met this Rich fly motherfucker he was so fly
Boy he had so much money, That nigga was flyer than
ready to scream, feel like I'm in between this world
And the next, it's so complex
I'm talkin' 'bout virtual space, I know my lyrics is all over
Place
RIP, RIP, yeah
RIP, RIP
Running in Place
Chained up to my treadmill
No key to this lock
I can't move I'm so still
Like a hand on a broken clock
I
Five score years ago, a great American, in whose symbolic shadow we stand today, signed the Emancipation Proclamation. This momentous decree came
give a fuck what you think or say,
Cuz we gonna rock this whole place anyway
(Undead!)
You better get up out the way,
Tomorrow we'll rise so let`s fight
Fuck being nice, I'm just trying to be nice
Yes, Jade, I'm out here, back to fucking me
This is the Legion
Not this place, you don't know my name
By
Like walking into a dream, so unlike what you've seen
So unsure but it seems, 'cause we've been waiting for you
Fallen into this place, just giving
that I mattered by the
Way that you touched me)
And I take off my shoes
You place yourself within
And she want me to be perfect
In this life of sin
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