Lyrics:
Now make it clap for a nigga yeah
A baby curte uma aventura
E ela sabe Que eu sou o nigga yeah
Barras Sao balas, sou um shooter
Uh uh
Baby make it
when I'm by myself
I keep on letting you down when I'm by myself
I keep on fucking things up all by myself
Feels like I'm stuck on a carousel
'Cause you
trying to say you were a friend of mine
I realized in time
Questioned my doubts, tried to reach some sublime state of mind
But it bobbed down
below what
Yeah
God shinin' the light
He just turned on the spotlight
Yo, check it
The devil
Put you on display
Yeah
I say
I used to believe
down with that mask
Like come here, lil' bitch don't move
You make a sound, I let it blast (R-r-ra)
Lil' shawty schemin'
I ain't fallin' for that ain't
ship 'em, give it to the world
Sell it to the fuckin record stores!
Tell the fuckin haters to shut up!
'Cause it still ain't no limit
I know they
Ride the wave and leave this plain
Disappear and let your mind clear
A head of dreams put down on tape reels
On and on stuck in the machine
Nothing
to me
Caught in the in between
'Cause you're not listening
I think you're put on a pedestal I think it's all a front
You seem to be alone
I'd give you
way
And I kept lickin' on that clit
Till she gave me that shit
I've been fucked up for so long
Swear to God I gotta get it
I put my back into it
myself to the bone
Cuz it keeps 'em hangin' by the telephone
I'm as busy as a bee trying to make honey
While the clock is ticking
Telling me i'm running
Alright look
Alright, look, I said, I said
When I was nine, that's my first time I held a .9
Put it on God, man, it must've been a sign
'Cause my
You sat me down beside myself
To show me all the reasons I was wrong for you
Was this for real, it's hard to tell
'Cause it was such a beautiful mess
All Day, I can do this, All Day
Jeans made by Balmain
I got it out the hallway
Now my patnas eatin', goin' vegan order gourmet
Can't listen to no
good
I'm tryna put on my boot it don't fit
Tryna go out the door to explore
Now I'm stuck
'Cause they tell me cannot leave
'Cause it's our (our) our
solve it
Cuz I walk alone and die alone You leaving let's be honest
Put you hand away lil baby fuck yo pink I can't promise
I need a rose Royce umbrella
your shot and make it count, 'cause I'm dying to see what you're made of
Take your shot and make it count, 'cause I'm dying to know
Are you in, or are
I put these drugs inside my body cuz I need it
She call me Michael Jackson the way I beat it
Slow strokes then speed it up I do my job
She couldn't
Like I'm on bath salts I'm mad as hell, homie know we don't back down
We call this city home, put the 604 on your map
Use two hands when you pour
that her baby moving slower
'cause the world is on his shoulders then I woke up out that coma
(And got right back) at it with a little black 'matic
I'm the three
And three (badda-ba-ba-by-by) it's the magic numberrr
(badda-ba-ba-by-by)
Chorus: KRS-One
It takes 7 Dee Jays to control a sound
what it's worth
'Cause all I got is me and my faith (my faith)
That I fall hard, fought to keep down
And it's takin' me far from grounded
But it
like
It's all a bad dream (dercept)
'Cause you're not who I knew back then
I seen a million different faces and
They wished I was dead (Dead, dead)
Now
need to waste no time
Cuz we done put in too much time
When you in a relationship
The easiest thing for you to do is to leave
You gotta stick it out
Second step down from the top
Then I must stop,
Look down, and consider
IT.
What would I break should I drop?
Fell from the top,
When I'm only
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