Lyrics:
you needed and more
Is it worth all the pain
Or is he driving you insane
Forget about him oh forget about him
We'll be the talk of the town
Let them
and what the cost be
Reason being for being what all the talk be, right?
I'm just here to carry the tradition that I been on
Heavy is the crown but,
comes to mine
I feel like Pac, Biggie, Pac, Biggie
Sucka walk up on me, talking like he know me
Ain't no co defendant do my dirt all by my lonely
a small Midwestern town
By a charming and eccentric loving father
She was praised as the perfect teenage girl
And everyone thought highly of her
And she
Still Wit Me?
Fazeekin', Keakin And Sneakin
All In Tha Do', Wit Da Nappy Fro', Im Still Freaky
On Lithas, Bonitas, Senorita's
Turn The Tool Is The Way
Came from Michigan a little farm town
Some days I miss it. I'm glad it's over now
Mom in the kitchen makin food till it was brown
Now I got a bigger
boring
Buss it down got em all sick
Bad bitch yea she on it
Pop shit outta town
*town- town
Come straight in this bitch & break it down
*break it down
make us free
Cause the melanin of my skin is all you ever see
Defined by my hue cause that’s all you’re seeing
Take a deep look and see a human being
Zero to a hundred, I push this bitch, it's gon' A to Z
Watch how you talk to me, nigga, better watch your tone
My nigga's doggin' all these hoes, he just
A groovy nigga that's way too G
(Tryna tell you baby)
Underground Royal
Flow over they heads, air duct
Upper crust, toast bread talk of the town
Thinking
guts all over a canvas and from my exile I'll fire off another tract
We walk a thin line between faith and fate, but right now I'd rather not talk about
As they hotly joined in
To rhythmic gyrations
Fueled by vodka and scotch
The next mornin' they found
They're the talk of the town
When they caught 'em slow
a scene from the Queen La La
Lovely and lyrically loose
But lady like
I'm too slick to slip up or get tricked by the shady type
Chomps y'all talk
On this sleepy town
I mosey on over
To my favourite dive
The night steps in
The heat lingers on
I'm in no hurry, "cause I've got
All the time in the world
I'm a stay real
Don't try front like you make mills
I don't really care for the talk
Give a fuck about a hater and how they feel
Y'all a real bet it's
sizzurp
The 84, the 84, the 84 Brougham on them
Sippin' on that sizzurp
Syrup City, my swang is pokin'
Two cups of that Big Moe
H Town, Robert Davis
That's
over it
No sober shit (?)
Y'all ho told me come over here
So guess what nigga it's over with
And it's over with
Fresh out the wave pool, my niggas
thought it
Made an album over 100,000 people bought it
Thank you
[chorus]
[verse 3]
To all the youngers cotchin on the staires in the flats
With
to alarm you
He's by the stairs
No I don't mean to alarm you
He's swimming around all over town
Meaning, no feeling
Are you going to heed a word they
My heart is full so watch these eyes overflow
Time goes by and I still can't let go
All the pain and Sorrow haunts soul
It made into a zombie
you can make a stop over
All day and all night we can take over
Feel the love in here
Feels good in here
You can stay in here make friends in here eeh
rats all in the basement
Niggas' shooting by my house man
Weekends over at Granny's
She got everybody drinkin'
But the young-ins gettin' older though, uh
entertained by helping enemies bleed
Let all the bodies soak in all the blood and the smoke cause they came for no pity
I bloody cut chop up they shell goes
as your coffin off in the ground
Family man, look at your kids orphans now
Used to just smack rappers, I'm extorting 'em now
Taking all that's supporting
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