Lyrics:
pass me by
In my head I keep a picture of a pretty little miss
Someday, mister, I'm gonna lead a better life than this
Working on the highway,
They'd chase her by the mail
She got picked up
And then was put in jail
Stroked the judge
Just to go her bail
Mary Lou, Mary Lou
She
it I I I get it I can't help if you ain't with it
I don't care if you against it
I told you I don't have no limits
They judge me just by my image
try
When I just wanted peace of mind
You can't carry them much longer
You must know that love is stronger
Don't you dare fail to remember who you are
I
remember taking a step back cause of what they say about me
I be switching lanes now everybody wanna be in my team
I don't remember having a dream, I just
Remember when we felt that way?
Like everything would be okay
Like looking in the mirror just to figure ourselves out
Remember when you walked me
ride it was us versus them and
She'd stay by my side
Man, I don't really know what else though
Prolly a couple things I'll forget
Few holes in
You know what's on my mind
And why I'm always on the grind
Cuz I'm 'bout mine cuz I'm 'bout mine
Young Khalifa's the name
Plus you gon remember one
But you'd kind of like to replace it
And it'd be easier to justify it if the screen got smashed
Or maybe you're just kind of hoping
Or maybe I am just
of the Lambs
With a midget who's a punk too
Tryna fuck me, but I'd rather fuck you
Eric Wright, punk, always into somethin', gettin' fucked at night
By Mista
on the necessary airspace
To mount a voyage of discovery
So we systematically killed off their buffalo herds
Nowadays we'd destroy their factories
Same difference
you'd like (let's just say)
Fuck whatever we did
(Chorus)
Let's share our future.
I'd rather be by your side
We finally made it
I don't mind if
They judge you by your past and try to predict your future
But I got kings in my bloodline, I'm Mensa Musa
My dad came from Africa, he was the first
I remember when
I was, your son, and life felt like it had only just begun
We'd wait till, the week was done
For curveballs, on Sundays, down
Okay now just imagine that I'm at the top of the latter
Looking down at all the struggles I beat by climbing faster
I know I've had it up to here
shit on the daily
I thought he'd help but months went by and still we cry for babies
Getting shot in the school
Harassed it's cruel couldn't save my son
myself
Say I think too much, I don't speak enough start opening up, now I speak too much
Deep void, tried to feel so I'd eat too much never known what's
Kidding and I'm just laughing at you
Even if it's simple and ignorant it's the
Type of rap that you choose
But who am I to judge? I'm a guy who
Loves
until the pain lifts
I got no more energy for you who thought that I'd win
Needing help you kick me
While I'm drowning in the deep end
Little by little by
entertained by
Not just the voice or the band
But by the outfit as well
Modeliste: You're also the face of the fall
Winter 2017 John Varvatos campaign how did
every time
The devils that I recognize, most of them got pretty eyes
Titties and some plans of just gettin' by, that's the way they live or die
Easy
shit
I judge the devil by his deeds
It's usually connected to the size of his greed
And keep the hope
Even though they'd love to give a nigga like me
that way
It's gotta be that way
Now we can't judge what we've got
By the people living next door
Even though Mr. Jones makes
Ooh and he has a whole lot
asking
Anywhere against your will is a prison, hard heads, soft minds don’t know how to fucking listen
Can’t hold on, I’m letting go
Not giving up, just
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