Lyrics:
the pain and the tears
All these years
My open letter to my girl who got my back
Who's affected by the real shit in my raps
What's that name
come around
by the time the hypes
taking of his nikes
I know it sound cold
but this bullet put a hole in my soul
?never shorties years stole?
he was only
white hoes in the hills up in Thousand Oaks
She wanna try the whole team she got a thousand throats
Still tape season, but i'm on album mode
Separation
messing with they dead man girl?
That says everything about that man world
Energy transferral, immortality
You against morality, don't come around me
Body of a superstar, the mind of a 10-year-old.
She wants to take you for a ride, the stella has hair of gold.
The lights are on upstairs, but is
the years 2012-2013, the unreleased proggy albums "T.O.N" and "Sad but true".
Meanwhile Ole's heart beats between 123-129 BPM again and his creativity is
the years 2012-2013, the unreleased proggy albums "T.O.N" and "Sad but true".
Meanwhile Ole's heart beats between 123-129 BPM again and his creativity is
the years 2012-2013, the unreleased proggy albums "T.O.N" and "Sad but true".
Meanwhile Ole's heart beats between 123-129 BPM again and his creativity is
the years 2012-2013, the unreleased proggy albums "T.O.N" and "Sad but true".
Meanwhile Ole's heart beats between 123-129 BPM again and his creativity is
her ass though
But her head was the trauma
Arrogant for a reason, sex all season
Two chicks, one dick, the odds are uneven
Niggas die for treason, heart
[Chorus x2]
G'Z UP!, to every hood and every crew
You (you), supposed to have ya gun 'round you
N-I (and I), claim G-Unit till die
Got it down
Know’ and ‘Pop The Trunk’
And I was gone, no turning back, Shady Records for life
By that time I’d picked up the pen and began to write
‘Kings Never Die
out
The whole country by Khaled to rap on BET
Guess he saw me as the best man
619 to 858 to 760 I'm reppin'
San Diego to all you foreign
Daygo's what we
lives on the fast lane
But that time is slowly passin
This life is infinite
Girl, I'll give you all my years
With you by my side
There's nothing I can
yeah
She had a vibe I could vibe with
But while we was flyin'
I had to go sit by the pilot
'cause she smelled like Rikers Island
Straight mack, straight
the guy. We're just celebrating His birthday. Five Irish Catholic uncles. I remember it was just tough. Everything you did, you were gay. I remember one year
Pete.
Dangerous music is what you hear.
A new LP, every year.
You know we rolling.
Can't be faking.
We come through, and all your girls, we're
It's the most important thing to know.
'Cause I pimp or die. I'm like the Mack:
riding around Oakland in a Cadillac.
But on the other hand, if you
were the stories thatwere told
Said he wanted to be a football star
Most could probably see him making it that far
By age 10 he was studying at the best
were the stories thatwere told
Said he wanted to be a football star
Most could probably see him making it that far
By age 10 he was studying at the best
smiling
What a fucked year can I please rewind it
But I’m left with silence
Prayers unanswered left me heartless
Lost in darkness
All this pain inside I
by the end of the year
And I still gotta deal with the 5-0
And I stopped sellin' dope in 9-0
But if I came to it
I probably still do it
Put
by my side
If they don't come for me (It's all over)
If they don't come for me (We're gonna die)
If they don't stop the sickness inside me at
Least
me why, tell me why, tell me something or die
Why would this girl that I love
Make me have to be this way
Does she like me this way (x3)
[Violent J]
.png/286px-Ten_Years_After_(1970).png "Ten Years After")
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