Lyrics:
talk up on my cell phone
Now I'm hearing clicks
Like I'm well known
Move my ass to the dead zone
Sparking up the plate
Put myself on
Then I go and pick
Every girls got her secret
I'm her number one
From her moms and pop
Man down to the son
I'll be kept in the dark
Found when the lonely heart
Has
the love that I gave
All the trust that you caved
Wishing it was all retained
Blow me like a hurricane
Electrifying
All the f**king cell
In my f**king brain
so I gotta be
Rocking beats, with a little rap god in me
Fulfilling prophecies since I got the CD
2001 with the chronic leaf
Speakers up until
the one
Om gääh dyker upp it won't be fun
Om de inte deg ja har ingen aptit
24 aktiv
Jokern e hastig
Vi kommer kraftigt
Där vi bor vi knappt ler
Fri
pump blood that has been oxygenated
By the machine back into the body
When the tubes are removed sutures will be put in place
They tighten
know I've gotta wear a black top too
I ain't really tryna be political
I've got an impact and it's physical
I am not a role-model rudeboy
Don't
givin' no visits, ain't sendin' no pictures
You hounds'll probably be sniffin' my smell
Following, using my scent as a trail
This is the story, I'm
mind
not in your eyes
but anyway as a matter of fact,
it's the matter of time & space
open up your range
it'll be a big change
so you need to rearrange
with my main man
We don't have no reason to do this shit
We ain't have no reason to be misfits
It was cold, it was freezing out in Richton
It was
"Are you still reading smut?
Give me a call, I got my cell phone
I love you, bye"
You know, you know I love an intro
Any chance to explain
cells
Feel the touch of your embrace
I put my life on the line just to love you
And I feel insane
I have to move on and see better days
Don't say
potential
You'll watch people's lives go by
Don't be afraid of new sensation
Isolated from the vulgar world
Diamond in the core of your heart
Tough
with they cape on
And my thoughts paralyze, it's a paranoid mind, whoa
Held up in a cell, I've been one with mankind
I've been steppin' on mines,
worst now
I am a splitting cell
Can you tell?
I don't mean to take anybody down
We would never make a new body now
Take in care and be free
or bomb Hanoi
If Freedom rang he'd be calling from the Hague
So while he's got an empty cell
The cold war never ends
(It's the killer, it's
dans ma tête, c'est l'dubstep
Mec, y a un bug vrai, tu vois pas ou t'es te-bê?
Aveuglement de jeunesse, ils ont niqué le sunset
Update, update,
I worked ten hours on my feet today
Working twice as hard
And making half the pay
As that boy man
Playing on his new cell phone
He looks real
("Around 5 years? It was 5 or 4 years we were apart... Back then there were no phones or cell phones so when you Separate, you don't know where they
a prison cell, you know what I mean?
So many pictures, so much time
Is my love even worth a dime?
First thing you're there, next thing you're not
Do I even
The Philly buzz the bail money the yellow cabs
The holding cell the metal cups the wet feeling
The drunk nights the gun fights to hurt feelings
the other rappers that be sippin' lean
But I'm mean
And I'm fresh, call me Mr. Clean
I'm just chillin here, 14, tryna get a deal
When I write these lyrics
I
the other rappers that be sippin' lean
But I'm mean
And I'm fresh, call me Mr. Clean
I'm just chillin here, 14, tryna get a deal
When I write these lyrics
I
blood cells rushing around
Leather bullshit
But how long did they spend painting on your tits
It's just window dressing I suppose
But what windows
Two
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