Lyrics:
to Mars
That's when I duck off in my room and I don't take no calls
'Cause when it really falls, who can you really call
I done seen so much snake, that's
would be me that I go home with
Three, the one and only, one thing you ain't considered
I heard you when you told your girl, "Ooh he can get it," admit
Fellowship with Him solo is not as easy as I thought
You need the squad around you, can't do it alone
Battle ain't between flesh and blood it's all spiritual
4am, she wanna hit my line, baby I don't mind, we can talk, it's fine
Said she's sad, I know that she been cryin', baby, I'll come by, it'll be
open the book and it's true
The world is a lot more mysterious than we knew
Round every corner unusual things are prone to wander
When I was a young
was a ten-year veteran
We became friends
His family was from Guanajuato
So the job it was different for him
He said' "They risk death in the deserts
to come and try me, I
Can rock designer on my left
And on my right feet
Talk to me my money, when you see me
Don't excite me bitch she bend it over
Ima hit
cause hey, I'm all for it
But when a sucker tries to play me for a dumb-dumb
I have to let him know exactly where I'm comin from
(Dangerous)
(Kick it
It's been a one man show that I've been runnin'
On a two way street for love
And I see no end to this dead end 'til you come back home
And I've tried
help
I can't see me with no one else
I'm through with the lies, I see through your disguise
And it's too bad, it's too bad, but I can do bad all by
of thoughts
Democratic gats
Saved by the judge
The flavor, that was brought about that day
Steaks come out, raw
Say oh! Clap your hands
Let's start
And there's nothing I can do
And there's nothing I can do
Nothing ever comes like it did
When you were in it just a memory of a kid
Just a washed-out finish
believed it was simple
That's why i needed to work
Metaphors by the 4, 8, 12, 1, 6
One day I'm making a hit
Next day I'm making a fist
One day I'm making
Gotta dig that bitch up, cuz it's midnight
Gotta be a sick pup, with a big bite
Gotta drink a big cup, just to get by
But instead of give up, imma
in the hoop-ride
I'm satisfied, now everything is really alright (pump, pump)
You know when I come, nigga, I come wicked
Don't need no permission,
make it
They didn't make it
Whether living with hope
or at the end of the rope
It isn't written in the stone
When the futures unknown
And though
on the telephone
And tell her that I'm all alone
By the time I count from one to four
I hear her on my door
In the evening when the sun goes down
And there's
numerous
Shots with the fo'-fo'
Fagots running to the Po-Po's, smoke em like cocoa
Fuck rap, coke by the boatload
Fuck dat, on the run-by, gun high,
When I'm lying by your side
But somehow I'm all alone
In a house that's not a home
That's how you know
Oh it takes you by surprise
It can sweep you
can almost hear my mama pray:
"Oh lord forgive us when we doubt,"
Another sacred Sunday in the south
A ragged rebel flag flies high above it all
Mum would shout and scream when dad would come home drunk
When she asked him where he'd been, he'd say "Up the Clissold Arms"
Chatting up some
pictures on our wall of you and your ex boyfriend kissing at the mall
If I'm the only one you ever loved how come you still talk to him
If I'm the only one
that it was real
And now I wake up every morning
Knowing what it's like to feel
So much love for you
As the years go passing by
There'll be lows
ain't the shit right now, but when he go, you'll probably miss him
Me and indo blowin' down till God decide to come and get us
With the money on my mind,
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