Lyrics:
them all
And we crawl, and we crawl
And we crawl, you be my detonator
Love, gimme love
Gimme love, I don't need it
But I'll take what I want
From
is man in a Cell, Trapped inside of a Jail, For something he should've been killed, Lemme tell you how does he feel, Counting up on his Last Meal,
isolated
Cell mates, trapped within
This endless cycle of stop and start
I got Pure Joy In My Heart)
I just want to be alone
I feel the presence all around
the climb
Already broke out this cell
Poisonous doubt in my head
Baby, be good to yourself
Shut it down, let it go
Ain't helpin' my case
I ain't tryna be
hotspots (21, 21, oh)
I'm cookin' up dope in the kitchen (skrrt, skrrt)
I leave the crumbs for the pigeons (say, what?)
These niggas be praying
Caught in the mundane
The day to day, it traps us so tightly
Escape the cubicle cell enslaving time of the resident slave
Just another clone
Yeah they tell me sugar coat it, dumb it down but I can't
Might as well could deny the Jesus and be ashamed but I ain't I'm a saint
Til the day I
you wanna be
Open up the window shade
Turn off your cell phone, anti-social
Don’t think too much it ain’t personal
Redeemin’ all yo’ accolades
Breakin’
Yeah you know that I be down when you come around
But you wanna see me now 'cause you're in my town
It's like I can always tell when you hit my cell
these niggas about the city I'm from
It's Brooklyn, be the home of hardest ever
Where them niggas don't aim, they just palm Berettas
And bomb whatever
that was the decision, and with that, I'ma stick
I don't really support niggas 'cause the shit be making me sick
Look at what we say in this bitch just
over to try some o' dis bacon
I opened the door
He said what's up
He took a step inside and he saw the bacon
Man you be fakin'
That ain't real bacon
thang
Don't be scared to act like an animal
It's in your nature (uh huh)
C'mon
You know I eat it from the roota' to the toota'
Let me do ya, let me
Tomorrow I'm goin'
To break out and go free
They feed us by sunlight
They watch us by spotlight
But I know a way that a man can go free
Down under my cell
allergic to cash this year
Makaveli for the Mob, M-O-be
Killin' bustas is my motherfuckin job, him or me
Lyrically fatally driven, niggas reported
You ah de G fi me code
Cell neva ole
You gah de highlight fi every show
G fi me code
Cell neva ole
You gah de highlight fi every show
Culda be yuh
chance
Bang, bang, shoot 'em up
This is love 2012
I'll be the one who takes all the blame
Going down, down in flames
You'll be the one who forgets
and they screamed and they cried
But this time around see he wasn't crucified
What if he was lead from a jail cell this time
To be executed in the middle
Yeah, have been tryna find my myself , find myself
Yeah, they actin' damn funny, I must switch off
I don't even be texting, I just wired up
I just
Yo, you've reached Musiq's cell phone, uh,
I'm sorry I cant pick up right now
I'm kinda busy at the moment
But if you leave your name and your number
Or latest technology to hit the scene
I'm talking new generation cell-towers could it be
It's been approved to move ahead by the powers that be
Not talking
Make my cell phone ring (just make my telephone ring)
Pretty girl (Tell me what you're waiting on)
Make my cell phone ring, ring, ring
Baby let's see
me[01:31.05]Cause anybody play with me, you in the cell where I a be[01:34.01]Right next to my G[01:35.50]They don't really love me[01:36.87]They just plan on dubbin'
cells (red blood cells)
They must be lyin', 'cause I got a lot of iron and they filled up with shells
Cherish God more, I'm in the middle of a war
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