Lyrics:
this, how you goin' take it
What you goin' tell 'em, when you get to heaven
When he asks you why did you send back his present.
Who the fuck are you,
Remember when he had left and you took him back from that heffa
And then he did it again and tried to fuck on your friend
And got caught up once with your
outta high school
Now you're unemployed, all non-void
Walkin' round like you're Pretty Boy Floyd
Turned stick-up kid, but look what you done did
Got
at the end of the street
Her friends asked her what her daddy did
And You know how it is when you're just a kid
She couldn't tell them that she didn't
Look for me by moonlight
Hoof beats ringing clear
Watch for me by moonlight
Were they deaf that they did not hear
For he rode on the gypsy highway
She
Did I disturb you
I didn't mean to take up too much of your time but
Just thought I'd give you a ring and see how you was doin'
How's, how's
Hello? Yeah, I just walked in
Yeah, I'm good, you still working?
Tonight, right now? Did I go out?
Yeah, I went out, I went
I went to a couple
honor what the fuck did you expect
A father kills his son look at life it's a mess
Just imagine what would happen if the lord up and left
Who listens
creative in so
Many different arenas but what
Do you look for, what would spark you?
God number one inspiration
God how can you get something to the
You
Every negative situation contains the
Possibility for something positive
An opportunity it is how you
Look at it that matters your lack
Of resources
rocked a vicious rhyme
Like I never did before
She said "damn fly guy I'm in love with you"
The Casanova legend must have been true
I said by the way baby
that he met up in dance
Betty getting mad cause Eddie wanna share
But look at how you living for a minute then compare
I love confetti, I always stay
Jerry Jeff Walker
In a boarding house, I'd lay upstairs,
And dream of how I'd live someday
Downstairs there sat, a man who had
A guitar he never
ain't really gettin' bricks
Its official man ya n***** ain't s***
Tell 'em I said that!
He n**** lying everytime you hear rhymin'
He don't talk
and maybe that was
A gross exaggeration of it
Me having sex with my maid who can't clean
Doctor: I am the doctor here tell
Me how did this dream begin?
Dita:
the land before time
A land before altar boys, synagogues and shrines
Man was in his prime
Look how far I go in time just to start a rhyme
The method is
does the apple of my eye
Overlook and disregard my feelings no matter how much I try?
Wait, no, I did not really pursue my little princess with
last suit to make the bet
No you didn't
Yes I did
Put every dime I had on him, ah
What?
Listen, you know he ain't showed up yet
a autopsy, killed by a verse of me,
I took a kid and cut off his eyelid,
Kill him slow so he could see what I did,
And if he don't understand what I
looking at that, look at me
No, not at my shoes
Don't look at my shoes
I hate these fucking shoes
Why did I pick these shoes?
Why did I pick this song?
VERSE 2
Why settle for my Chevy, he's got a Lamborghini
I tried to catch her eye but she no longer sees me
She's traded in her Chucks for heels by
ARTHUR: Well, I AM king...
DENNIS: Oh king, eh, very nice. An' how'd you get that, eh? By
exploitin' the workers -- by 'angin' on to outdated
that nigga
He is so fine, his music is so fucking dope (man, fuck that nigga)
Ayy, look Samuel, I gotta go pee, I'll be right back alright?
(Yeah,
that's how I like it (hoo)
I piped you up, how you ain't gon' like me?
He slang that K like he licensed
He don't even play by the rules, got shot
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