Lyrics:
(Baby, you know, you know, you know I need your love)
You cannot find no one better than this
Try to do right by you, but we can't mix, I tried
About the album ""Index Librorum Prohibitorum"":
It could be a double album but these two (#Drops and Index Librorum Prohibitorum) distinct works
a rest
We appear from every direction
The resurrection is witnessed by millions across the globe
Nonetheless, scratches are vital
The beats of course,
a headache, like yankin domes with a straightening comb
When our bread brake, articles of artists who aren't as hard yo'
Partners by fathers, regardless they
Yeah, nigga
I'm still fuckin' with ya
Still waters run deep
Still Snoop Dogg and D.R.E.
'99, nigga, guess who's back
Still, still doin' that
still takin' rappin' for a joke
A passing hope or a phase with a rope
Sometimes I choke and try to believe
When I get challenged by a million MCs
I
takin' rappin' for a joke
A passing hope or a phase with a rope
Sometimes I choke and try to believe
When I get challenged by a million MCs
I try
rappin' for a joke
A passing hope or a phase with a rope
Sometimes I choke and try to believe
When I get challenged by a million MCs
I try to tell them,
High school yard – Aurelle Key
I took a little time
to lay my eyes on you
people passing by
and you don't see me through
one day we're foreigners
High school yard – Aurelle Key
I took a little time
to lay my eyes on you
people passing by
and you don't see me through
one day we're foreigners
feather making traditions. When guns were introduced by foreigners, the kia manu took to using it because it was so much easier than the old ways; however
bounce with her, puff a ounce with her, not wise, not with
Papi chill, get sloppy, get killed by
Blood streams the guillotine f'real, yeah
Pop bottles
Dreams are coming
And it’s coming very soon
Album Mode on reboot
We’re on our way to the moon
It’s only been a minute, but it only been a month
Album
This the last song on the album
It's my first blues album
So I'ma dedicate this last song to the name of the album
Boosie Blues Cafe
Take you
really blame you? (Who can really blame you?)
We're the ones who made you
Ahem, back by popular demand
Now pop a little Zantac for antacid if you can
Should you quit while you're still ahead
But are you really ahead of everyone else
Tuition fees bearing down on your head
Self-funded guy the fool
They were all hypnotized by the sound
Bounty for his head might resolve someone's debt
He used to be king of the kings on his land
But out here
Y ont d'mandé des ventilateurs
à cause du gaz dans le smelter:
«On veut d'l'eau chaude, on veut aussi
un peu d'soleil avant la nuit.
R'montez la cage
for each man (Damn)
Then I scrapped that, 2 albums are now shelved
A personal hell completely composed by myself (Mmm)
But this one's workin', dropped
thugs from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
Uhh, uhh, Memph Bleek in
I never planned to converse with the deceased
But I hear their voices on epitaphs and monikers
Carved - it was by faith that Abel brought
A more
My social standing is foreigner in my nation
Only defiance for the state
I paid all that it gave to me since i was born
Year by year
Condition
Do you think you are worth my time
You know the shit has value
Tell me how I spend it
Do you think you are worth my time
Serotonin by the hour
Tell
shapes and forms that bleed out horror by design
Retain your sense of time
You only have yourself to thank for letting them inside
Feel the tide reverse
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