Lyrics:
handbook,
Don't be fooled by illusions you created yourself,
And fall in love with someone, when she loves someone else.
Like a covering of snow
Early in the morning
You're trying to call me
But you know me, know me
Held on by a thread (out of luck)
Won't do that again (too bad for you)
Plus
she put up with all his lyin'
Well, hey lady, you're gonna be okay
But he ain't worth what you go through
Oh no, no, no
So pick yourself up off
on your name
But you were geeing me oh nana
You were giving me your false love
You were loving me in the morning
But you were Geein me in the night
You were
some sick freestylin'
I hear you're readin' it
I gotta keep goin' cause y'all fans
Y'all needin' it
Uh, you say I'm too high like
I smoke weed in it
(Go)
Chained to a love
But that don't mean much
Sensitive tough, you don't get enough
I've been drowning in your, lost in the rush
Faded, you
You've got to get up every morning With a smile in your face
And show the world all the love in your heart
The people gonna treat you better
Drink it up
Suck it up
Sniff it up
Blow it up
You know you love it
But you know what?
You're dead now
You go to the corner to spend your money
I'm gonna steal some bedsheets
From an amputee
I'm gonna mount 'em on a canvas
In the middle of the gallery
I'm gonna tell everybody
It was
think my dad's gone crazy," yeah, Hailie, you right
Dad's always mad cooped up in the studio, yellin' at the mic
You're sober and bored, huh? (I know)
sure I'm sleeping by dusk
And trust!
Cause you gotta love
You gotta love yourself
You gotta love yourself
You gotta love
You gotta love yourself
No one
A
Or E about your life 'fore you test yourself
And make a nigga break you off some peace to rest yourself
Oh yes your health is what's in question
And I
The truth about love comes at 3am
You wake up fucked up and you grab a pen
And you say to yourself
I'm gonna figure it out, I'm gonna crack that
love
Im in love
Im in love wit chu
[And there aint nothing nobody can say cuz you're the one for me] (Baby)
(Da Brat)
When I wake up in the morning it's
words, by very, very peaceful methods to bring
peace, you know instead of peace through violence,
that's what we're trying to do and if we succeed in
that,
up this morning with the thought of robbin' a bank to get rich
Ain't ate in days so it ain't no thang to click click, bitch, gimme your shit
Fresh out
wanna see your face again
I don't even wanna be your friend
Don't wanna be used by you again
So I'm saying goodbye
Girl, I know that you're thinkin'
(yo)
And right now, you know, we just maxin' in the studio
We hailin' from East Oakland, California and, um
Sometimes it gets a little hectic out
(yo)
And right now, you know, we just maxin' in the studio
We hailin' from East Oakland, California and, um
Sometimes it gets a little hectic out
step
Step by step
One day at a time
I believe in chants
I believe in miracles
Teach yourself to dance
Help yourself to feel it all
I believe in love
I
an insult to those in the field
Who put time in the spots where this shit gets real
You're protected by your privilege and it shows
You're unaware
The weak are dominated by their ego
The wise
They dominate their ego and the intelligent are in a constant struggle against their ego
I'm gonna talk some
Why do you always call me at four in the fucking morning?
Why do you always call me at four in the fucking morning?
Why do you always call me at four
Kipsy, you're gonna get busted
If you know kipsy
You gonna get busted
Aah ecstacy, the gals them in ecstacy (read about it)
Ecstacy, as models
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