Lyrics:
still say de nada
Got these bitter bitches mad
And don't plan on stopping
Worry bout yourself
Cause bitch you looking bothered
Look I don't get mad
to be pretty
But now you're just pretty fucked up
You're skin and bone from punching cones
Yeah you're burning bridges by lighting matches, yeah you
get but I still took the chance
Now we getting off these drugs got some pints by the case
I been gettin so high takin blunts to the face
I been gettin
brought my sword
We'll fight this side by side
We'll never hide
You stand with grace and unbreakable dignity
I'll be your shield
I look to you
You lifted me
of America
Smile and look toward the camera
Everybody stand up, everybody stand up
Everybody stand up, everybody say
You're listening to the voice of America
that the nurse can't fix
Because you don't bring warmth
You only bring remorse
I'm pretty sure that the lord did not intend war
If so why weren't we torn
And to think it all started with mama because she got a
Pretty face with her hair in a bun
Ass tight in those pants look yum
Little titties still made for fun
can’t stand you but I want you by my side
Y yo no se qué me pasa
Busco el amor y el me caza
Miro sus ojos, es una amenaza
Porfa no te vayas de casa
I want
compulsory, sufferin''s optional
Takeshi's Castle, my life's got obstacles
I'm still dealin' with a whole load of stress
I seen my older brother so close
clockwise
I used to be one of my
Stand up on the block guys
Now I'm a OG, kush
Do it on my own
I won't need a push
Bigging up Dynamite
And I'm bigging
and tribulations
Misuse and aggravation
It was me who you stepped upon
Me who you look down on
I stand here, watch you playing games
But now I'm learning do
stand, the test of time
Love Valley, couldn't stand the climb
Our love got shot by a 9
Now I'm getting, fucked by dimes
Making money and spittin' rhymes
too shy so
You pass me by now baby
Not pretty too shy so
You pass me by now baby
Not pretty too shy so
You pass me by now baby
Now I can be you
Stand
friends)
Stole from mane by my closest kin
Real G's like me, we supposed to win
Supposed to have real G's not supposed to friends
Damn lil' mama look
myself
Said "pretty girl don't look down"
But I could look no place else
The smiles, the bed, the telephone
And still I can't make him see
And I can't
never understand
But Ill still stand
With you against the man
And band together
Fighting hand in hand
I understand that I will never understand
But Ill
at us)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Two miles per hour, we crawl by
Let 'em look at us (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Thirty cars still feelin' like
I ain't got enough
Thirty
worried about our lil sykes
Still gotta fill our thermos type of shit to
Make me look up in the mirror
And just stare at myself i stare at myself
Don't
irrelevant)
Still just a youngin, but feel like a veteran (Feel like a vet)
You ain’t gonna change me, so fuck who pestering (Fuck ‘em)
Ayo look I’m sorry, I’m
I see faces pass me by but
I don't really understand why
They all just look the same to me
Most people find it extraordinary
But it always seems
I look into your eyes I think it feels pretty clear
But you should know that you still drive me crazy even when you're not here
I thought that we were
centuries.
As we look ahead in our uniquely American way, restless, bold, optimistic, and set our sights on a nation we know we can be and must be, I thank my
remains on my dick
then she grab me by the nuts and tried to take my sausage as a hostage
Ain't it obvious? Pretty much a no brainer, or should I say
can feel something
So much emotion, he just thought that he ain't feel nothin'
He look up to God, he said, be patient, something's real comin'
But he
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