Lyrics:
nigga, bank teller
Think I play for the Giants dead fresh
Walk by and get a moment of silence
Don't be mad because we livin' dog
Be mad at the Mayans
Or a hell of a check, yeah, whichever come first
Blessin's on blessin's on blessin's
Look at my life, man, that's lessons on lessons on lessons
I treat
a different dude
I be low on the plane looking at the sky
I be low but my highs keep a nigga tight
I be high, then I be low
I be low, then I be high
It's like
When I see that I'm a different dude
I be low
On the plane looking at the sky, I be low
But my highs keep the rhythm tight
I be high, then I be low, I
me slide by Kristy's
Swoop up like Frisbees
Too damn fresh for being MC
Sucked up game, pursued my role
And slid to a beauty never G'd before
Let's
(Oh, oh) I'm infected by the sound
(Oh, oh) stop this beat is killing me
Hey Dr. DJ let the music take me underground
(Oh) My body's aching, system
(Oh, oh) I'm infected by the sound
(Oh, oh) stop this beat is killing me
Hey Dr. DJ let the music take me underground
(Oh) My body's aching, system
remember chasin birds
I remember hopin all my prayin for my parents worked
I remember racin bikes and hopin I would stay in first
I remember meth heads in my
separate us by time
We could travel thru space and erase every old paradigm cuz I'll never leave your side
Can you see the proof on my face? Can you see
the cookies
That we left out by the chimney
Tell me, baby, how could I resist?
How could he blame me when it's cold outside
Wanna hold you tight?
'Cause I
But babes, you wan' come to my bed? (Da)
Rum and Red Bull, then you ride pon my
(Ride pon my)
I ain't in love, nah, I'm mad in my head
(Haha) better
started focusing and spent so many late nights
Cookin up beats for my dealer
He was the first person who payed me
Ignoring my classes
Rather have dinner
can’t ignore me
Now they wanna take me out like date night
If I pull up to ya crib
Then it’s safe right
Most of my biggest haters
We were mad tight
Boom Boom Boom lets go back to my room
So we can do it all night and you can make me feel right
Boom boom boom lets go back to my room
So we
A-yo Ice, man. I'm working on this term paper for college.
What's the First Amendment?
Freedom of Speech, that's some motherfuckin' bullshit
guy!"
He got mad, threw back his arm, and slashed my shirt
I laughed at first, then thought, Hold up...that hurt.
It wasn't a dream, man, this guy was
hear it in my mind
If I don't write now then I'm wasting time
Gotta decide I can't walk on by
Take it by the wheel & hold on tight
Was the road who made
the best friends
All my old friends
Are my best friends
First time we met so cool, cool I never knew
You would become so closely to my heart
and the steak and the potatoes and the plate
Never a dummy, rejections are funny
First years of my life I thought that food stamps were money
So by ten I was
Mad niggas in this one predicament
You try to choose a loyal one and stick with it
My stupid dick again searching for something to jump and then start
Didn't think much about it
The first time you passed me by
Didn't think you'd turn me upside down
When you looked into my eyes
Cause I know what I'm
a body i think that I need to go back to confession
Some of the sins I'm committing it comes from my deep depression
And this is the first time I've ever
to last
It's been so long, I hope our memories haven't faded
Cuz I still want you by my side when I finally make it
Don't let me go, don't let me go
only one I see
What else am I gonna say?
Absolutely what I may
I've asked if my day was good and all the things that gonna stay ?
First you bomb on me
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