Lyrics:
don't stop
You rock to the beat till it makes you drop
Yes, I'm one of a kind, I'm Super Rhymes
And I'd like to say hello
And since I'm on the mic
hit my bong
I'll try to work it out in this song
What went wrong hit my bong
I'll try to work it out in this song
I'm caused a little blurry
You're looking kind of lonely
But then again, who knows
Is it my imagination
Or just the way it goes
Now here out of nowhere
Out of the blue
a friend, nah
I treat you the way you deserve it
But on the low if you a real dawg
I got a treat, it's for you cuz you earned it
I don't do all this for
It's this 1 thing that caught me slippin
It's this 1 thing that caught me slippin
He still know what it's like
The hunt hasn't yet passed him by
should pass me by
If I doubt where he'd be
He's the kind of man
Who needs the kind of woman like me
Don't know any reason why he treats me so poorly
states
I'm a little psychotic with the cadence, I hope y'all can relate
I'll rip ya head, I'll spit in the jar, then send it back to yo place
I'm writin'
the ocean and now I move in slow motion
No kind of magic potion to fix it cause it's 2-0 2-0
Why am I feeling too old, too old
To be entrenched like
Oh, Bobby, why do you treat me so bad?
You know I love you
But why do some it wasn't me?
But why do some in front of me?
Oh, baby, baby, you was
line
Red flag Olay these wings they finna fly
We are not the same I'm just a different kind
Frozen up in time got a baddie by my side
I can't even close
I'm one of the illets of all time
I swing from chandeliers and wall climb
And specialize in warfares of all kind
A lot of MC's said I'm a run it down
It's the kind that moves on
It's unkind that leaves me alone
I uses to treat you like a lady
Now you're a substitute teacher
This bottle's not
not listening
Treat me gentle, treat me soft, I'm so sick of it
All these demons getting on to the heat of it
Little fucked up, yeah, I messed up
Got
with pimps and I laid down cents
One of a kind Birdman I shine
22's on it? The bitch ain't mine
I taught her the game ma
I gave it all to her
Weezy Wee
I'll spread my wings.
I will search for tomorrow, and the end of our time.
When I fly through the sky, might get little higher.
No one can save a world
you need to breathe
BUT IT'S SONIC...
What do you want?
Mozzarella Sticks with the cheese?
FROM SONIC...
Or maybe the wings, with a little bit of heat
through some things, people don't survive, only explanation, it's not my time
Oh, but it's my time now, better treat like it's high tide out
And you better
The truth about a Roni, she's a sweet little girl
You can treat her right, real nice, and hold her tight
Only tender Ronies can give a special love
Oh what a woman she treats me uncommonly good yeah she does
My my woman she treats me like my woman should yeah she does
Well she's good as a woman
Lonely women are the desperate kind
And I am hanging at the end of a line
Losing hope when the call doesn't come
It's a feeling I choose over
Lonely women are the desperate kind
And I am hanging at the end of a line
Losing hope when the call doesn't come
It's a feeling I choose over
journey with me. It's not over yet, but you have reached the last song. Come with me while I spread my wings
Sometimes I wanna pack it up, get the hell
going on
(We got a special kind of thing going on)
You say it's puppy love
We say it's full grown
Hope that we feel this, feel this way forever
You can
really can't say what I wanna say, you know it's just a glimpse
That's all, just one uh, one little single glimpse
Just a page
But I guess I'm defeating
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