Lyrics:
always doubting the hour
Up high in their tower like they will never encounter
Their creator the Maker all mighty Avenger
I know you have no contender with
[Tame One]
Hah! The former back of the classroom talk-trasher
Blastin off at ya without help from NASA, has ta
blow a nigga's chest up like asthma
How you want it bitch
This ain't no soft serve
That's an ace
You fucking with the wrong hertz
Pick up the pace
That slacking leave you all hurt
to pick...
Where are you who is this bitch?"
She is a trip
Pack her up and call her Lyft
Hopefully we don't have no baby
You know me
Ima drive him crazy
I do
all to work
Damn
Wow
I need a minute I'm sorry
No you go right ahead
Ohh god damn
That was quite the offload
Are you alright?
We can pick this up next
phone and make a call
'Cause I know she's not the only one
And when that other girl will pick it up
This is exactly what I'll tell her:
Tonight I'll take
They ain't hold me down
I don't know why you counted me out
Look at me now can't doubt me now
They should crown me now
Tell em honor me
Never
know, the Hunger in your soul
Would pick me up and spin me
On a howling wind
And the storm would never end
Far Across the waves
I can feel your heart is
to do
And like a fool I tested you
By demanding things of you which weren't mine
And now I feel like such a fool
For making you crawl back to me
Girl, pick yourself up off the floor
Mirror on the wall who's the shiest sis of all
Admit it she's a little bit reserved
I vibe with it, she don't
for this to end
So pick my heart up off the floor
But it's almost over
But I feel so alone
I can't keep myself sober
Feels like forever since You
just a lame
Don’t you ever think that we ever be the same
Cause I know you can’t even handle pain
We go everywhere to pick up a bag
Glock on me on my
lets pick it up where we left off last week. Is that okay with you?
-Yea
-Anyway, I mean I really just think we were getting close so whenever you
on the tracks
Rolling them bones until the foreman comes back
Pick up your belongings boys and scattere about
We've got an off schedule train comin' two miles
'm thinking sweet revenge
I put you on the front page of the news
Push me out of luck
I'm used up, I'm used
Fed so many lies
Can't recognize the truth
peddle light - I see it's on
I'm drivin by - in my fat mobile
now I know - what it's like
to be a germ - it's shot down deer
oh buy again - it's
you
What's a feast if you alone
God please pick up the phone
I swear this music is my truth
It's just, what I'm here to do
Somewhere in between Nipsey
Cruisin' by myself, rollin' loud, cuz I know how
If you big, I'm pullin' triggers, we don't like to throw down
Yo, baby, daddy, hear my phone talkin'
Nobody to pick me up
Left alone to fucking crawl
Trust me I’ve seen it all.
Like photos glued to the lids of my eyes
Memories diluted by a sea of lies
I've been sittin' on this front porch
Waiting on someone to pick me up
In a big ol' truck
Plenty have gone and passed on by
In their little cars
might want to get
Invited back here again
So pick yourself up off that bathroom floor
Take whatever pill helps you find the door
For all the people
None these bitches wanna pick me
So fucking talented, pull up in some dickies
Show y'all a smile, y'all response is to diss me
Yea I don't know why I
on Sundays
Most of the time my work is all work
Five days of it makes me a jerk
Be sure that if Saturday rocks
By Sunday y'know I'm gonna be up on blocks
And I
leave you dead dust
Why my killer shooting
Like MJ
Turn the whole block
To a thriller by Wednesday
Ice god cold
But flow caliente
Pulled up
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