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for the day he got smoked
Choke, off this anecdote got you ope
Get roast, by my lyrics Billy Dee .45 Colt
And I'm out for nine nickel (INS
brain
I love that you're my mate
Don't matter how bad day can get
Hey ol' friend don't ever let me rest
Hey ol' friend once more get on my nerves
Once
rise."
37) “My wish for you is that you continue. Continue to be who and how you are, to astonish a mean world with your acts of kindness."
38) “My
Ha ha
Yeah
Mr d-o-double-r
I say
Yea buddy!
Double shot paint job what
Chevy tuned up like a nascar pit stop
Fresh paint job (check)
Fresh
friends and their singin' low
Even when I did it right
I was getting it wrong
I learned to drank tequila
Settin' on the back of my four by four
Watching
kiss friends
Why do you touch me
Making me feel this way
If you're not gonna hold me
In your warm embrace
Stay for the weekend
Waking up by your
forever the one on one
I'm intelligence in the essence of earth
You can tell by my words
You can tell by the visions that I paint, they're absurd
You
We paint the town
Ooh, you're good
These are my dancin' shoes
We paint the town
Ooh, you're good
Thought I would dance with you
Might get loud
down or not, are you out or in?
Chuck Flav and Griff are my true friends
I got their backs if it means my career ends
All you so-called down MC's with
to you?
And paint the stains of the teardrops down my face?
Or feel the chill of your warm embrace?
Can I say goodbye to you? Ohh
It's just for now so
or is it you or is it only Jaded Love
Jaded Love Jaded Love
Was I betrayed by all my blindness
and the music in my reverie
Is this the price I pay for so
tryin' to cut me out."
All the friends I ever had are gone.
Curtis said to the judge, "What might be my fine?"
Judge says, "Poor boy, you got
Won't you guide my sleigh tonight
In that pretty red dress
You gon slay tonight
And you light up my eyes
When you paint the sky
Your my holiday
the hundred take it one by one
This is ragga with the inspiration
I can only sing of destruction today
'Cause my people are shedding blood everywhere
There is
To the rhythm of the boogie, the beat
Now, what you hear is not a test I'm rappin' to the beat
And me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move your
nobody cause niggas are spiteful
Even Jesus got snitched on by his disciple
So I sleep with the Rifle in case you wanted rumble
I'm in this bih like Rambo,
I don't wanna be 20-something
And still in my head about
17 in my bedroom talking
You said that by now we'd
I don't wanna come off too strongly
Paint
friends
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
Do you believe in me? Are you deceiving me?
Could I let you down easily, is your heart where it need
Always with the same ol' bullshit
I told you girl and you still put me through it
I told you girl
I will never say
What it meant to me
When you came my way
a rusty screwdriver, blaow (I'll fuckin')
I'll fuckin', I'll fuckin' hang you by your fuckin' dick
Off the fuckin twelve story building out this
a rusty screwdriver, blaow (I'll fuckin')
I'll fuckin', I'll fuckin' hang you by your fuckin' dick
Off the fuckin twelve story building out this
niggas my friends-when them feelings is faint
They was posed to protect the home goal-but they wasn't protecting the paint
I know me some Niggas who claim
right by my side
The boys are back in town and I'ma choose them every time
You was in the club with his t-shirt on
You was in there acting a fool
Not
more will I go all around the world,
for I have found my world in,
Y-O-U, HEY! Ha!
"What difference does it make!?
Jokers, Tokers and Smokers!
How are
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