Lyrics:
fuckin on another bitch and
all in my privacy on no premonition, you trippin
Tell me why do you - doubt a brother, in one ear and out the other
Cause in
time that I nut
Then see you in hell even tho that my gut
Instinctively tells me my instincts are different
Then why am I trying if my path was written
give a fuck
Cause no one gives a fuck but
I don't give a fuck about you
Watcha gonna do
How you gonna act on
Are we gonna hear
Grab em by the heart
Grab
Hey watcha doing to me boy
You got a lot of nerve acting like that
You ain't no friend of mine
I'm not your concubine
I'll find someone who'll treat
joe
They not an average joe
A great empire is gonna be destroyed soon by the US leader
...like Croesus and Lydia
Dear students, dear young people in
mind, you're very welcome
You tell me my song is more than a song, it's surely a blessing
But a prophet ain't a prophet til they ask you this question
gonna fuck me up
Side effects got me all screwed to the gun
Depression got me all knocked out
Anxiety got me feel of the doubts
Demons see the tears
Alrato
Similar to death in the cradle
Fifteen year old girl killed in a car accident
Two Hispanic boys shot in a drive-by shooting
Three people
em slumpin over like I shot em / Always up and hungry tamagchi / Middle finger fuck your Maserati / Me and Nnamdi gonna Cook up some Good stuff / some
Fortune teller hear my name
Tell me how we play this game
Can you find my lucky star?
I've been searching wide and far
Fortune teller hear my name
the station
So what’s your plan whatcha gonna do
Watcha gonna do (2x)
Play your hand
Whatcha gotta lose (2x)
Let ‘m talk
They got nothing on me
Sit at the bar
accused
What's the news
Watcha gonna choose
You regret this power that you just abused
You should better bow to your major
People in this game gonna think
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Mitch matching, designer side to back
They tell me to keep it cordial
Big B like fucking Floyd
And since I took them
the back stairs
Like twenty grams, plus the caravan
I left the keys by the safe, erased the code and flipped the license plate
Got all the phone calls
the
Groove
Tell me
Can you feel the
Groove
I was seduced by her groove
I was renewed by her groove
I was glued by her groove
So how in the fuck am I stuck
you are you going through
Tell me what you are gonna do
Do do do do do do do do
Tell me What you are you going through
Tell me what you are gonna do
I
(Ahahahaha, wow)
Wow, another fucking war
I am not even surprised anymore by the state of affairs
I feel like nobody cares that there are people
grab a hand and join the caravan
That's bein' ran by the hoochie cooche man
Then don't miss a breath of my kiss of death
An A plus in lusty while
aloha
Aloha
Cause I'm so fly
Now tell me why these hatas wanna see the end of joe
Honestly I'm runnin' outta ways to spend my dough
I'm burnin' down
on it, get down on it
How you gonna do it if you really don't wanna dance
By standing on the wall?
(Get your back up off the wall)
Tell me
How you
me watcha gonna do
Re-e-wind when the crowd say bo selecta
Re-e-e-e-e-e-wind when the crowd say bo selecta-ta
Re-e-wind when the crowd say bo
Breaka one breaka two, tell me what to do.
The room's full check your psyche or get another spoonful.
Caress the silk lines until it turns pink.
of an endless sky
Cold silver satellites, ghostly caravans passin' by
Galaxies unfoldin', new world's bein' born
Pilgrims and prodigals creepin' toward
boy
If you gettin' gonna get with me
At the Mustang Ranch you pay
Gettin' in the way you be
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