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on the sidewalk
By a cafe where I hope to be working soon
Please come to Boston
She said, no, would come home to me
And she said, ramblin' boy why don't you
AXL (AXL), AXL (AXL), AXL (AXL)
Woi-oi, ayy
I don't cop things for resale
Don't do iCloud, don't do email
Feds wanna tap up man and wire up
Well, they blew up the chicken man in Philly last night
Now they blew up his house, too
Down on the boardwalk they're gettin' ready
For a fight,
Turn around
Turn around
Now you're at the end of the line
Don't look down
Don't look down
You're standing on the shoulders
Standing on the shoulders
(You're all I need to get by, ah)
(You're all I need to get by, ah)
Like sweet morning dew
I took one look at you
And it was plain to see
You
on stuntin' on these niggas
Make 'em sick to they stomach, man (you can't stop it)
Y'all don't understand, fish so fresh that you could taste the sand
Yeah,
were crying,
But now you're laughing I'm the last thing on your mind.
First you love me, then you don't.
I'm up and down,
Like a yo-yo.
Yo-yo.
Ah, you
in heat
When I strut down the street I could hear its heartbeat
The sisters fell back and said "Don't that man look pretty"
The cripple
Drop down on a desert ride
Just outside the 95
Never felt more, more alive
I got my chicas by my side
If we want it, we take it
If we need
by the next nigga gun
If that's the case, then get a bigger one (yeah)
You don't think I pack the pump 'cause I'm out of the hood
That's
a hand
I'm comin' to liberate you, confiscate you, I want to be your man
Someday we'll look back on this and it will all seem funny
But now you're sad,
Don't get strung out by the way I look
Don't judge a book by it's cover
I'm not much of a man by the light of day
But by night I'm one hell of a lover
a side
Bring your business around here in the morning
Don't you want to be easy look there
Let some of the things you see go on by or
You can burn them
log on the fire for me
I need some breakfast and coffee
I look out my window and what do I see?
A crack in the sky and a hand reaching down to me
All
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
Chill out, LaMarcus, man, all your gloves, man, your guns, nigga
It was right here, nigga
Right here, yeah, yeah, it's right
a corruption piece
With Raymond Donovan and Edwin Meese
It's a Re-Ron, it's the Latin Plan
Here's our star - Nacho Man!
We don't need no Re-Ron
We don't need no
The shit they paying all the bills for
Man, I missed it, that cake taste delicious
They can't wait for vacations, paid for, by pictures
I'm feeling good,
that chance
Don't the snow sure look pretty, as the flakes are fallin' down
It's a blanket from heaven coverin' the ground
And that cold wind can
A man walks down the street
He says, "Why am I soft in the middle, now?
Why am I soft in the middle?
The rest of my life is so hard
I need
to every women that you lust
I love to pay her bills can't wait to pay her rent Curtis Jackson baby mama
I ain't asking for a cent
Burn the house down gotta
to his whole damn fam, understand
If he frontin, on any man down with the Clan
I be comin, for that headpiece you can't cope
For my brother, I even kill
respect that
So me I'm where that Reuger, that Pump and that Tech at
Some look at me I'm on now, I thought we was rich then
Shit man, but you had like,
too
But don't I take good care of you
Who built the highway to Baton Rouge?
Who put up the hospital and built you schools?
Who looks after
So me I'm where that Reuger, that Pump and that Tech at
Some look at me I'm on now, I thought we was rich then
Shit man, but you had like, twenty
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