Lyrics:
of your favourite plates (I miss you)
Well Dame told me tell you he's doin well
Due to the circumstances, it could've been Bellevue
But I ain't got to tell
(CHOIR) Are you really there at all?
If you're really there
Are you really there at all?
I see a light and isn't it a wonder! Isn't it a wonder!
Dance
from Chanel
Issey Miyake, smellin' up my Kawasaki
Jawns by Versace all them joints by Jockey
Clock me workin' real hard for a nickel
He drive
and take me take me by the hand
Show me here I am, baby
It always ends up this way
Me begging you every day
A love that I cannot have
You broke my heart
is so fair
They said money must be made
Either by hook
Either by crook
Shouting out to all my Hommies that knows what I can do
You are welcome
TEN THOUSAND TONS - SOMEHOW GAINING MASS. IT SENSES THE SYMPTOMS OF A LIFE'S THREAD RUSTING OUT. IT FEATURES THE DANGERS WITH A MIND FOR PURE
For these wounds, I cannot stay
you've gone too far
You've gone too far
Sum of all the parts that you have taken
Are a fraction of the parts that
the last time I remembered a birthday?
When was the last time I wasn't in a hurry? Uh
Tell me you want them tickets when it's gametime
Even to call your
on Chromatica
Like earth, wind, fire, water
It's a natural force and it's
The only way that I
Can organize this super organism
That is the Earth
It's by making it
Intro
Rap by R.Kelly
(feat. R. Kelly, Fabolous)
[R. Kelly]
Y'all know what this is
so bob your heads, yeah
ladies it's your boyfriend
style that I be using, in fact black, it causes mass confusion
It's a fallout, when sucker MCs and crowds call out my name,
oh what a shame I got
Let's get it
You like that don't you?
I wrote it myself by the way
And I don't mean to be selfish
But I picture myself gettin' paid
And you might
sheet man (amen)
You gotta get it in bruh
Let's get it (amen)
You like that don't you?
I wrote it myself by the way
And I don't mean to be selfish
Cornel West know
I'm tryin my best though
And I don't know what all you went to
But look at everything we been through
Man, we got high together
Went
Now that it's all over and done,
Now that you find, now that you're whole.
II. Total Mass Retain
Anderson/Squire
My eyes convinced, eclipsed with
but you cannot hide
This is widely known
And what you plan to do with your foolish pride
When you're all by yourself alone
Once you tell somebody
[Snoop]
I got 35 bad bitches in my room
Nigga these out of town hoes that we out here with
[Kane and Able]
No shit
[Snoop]
You with it nigga
tell your friend to go and bring a friend
We make it fast like Ramadan, young phenomenon
The mini-me's become enemies
'Cause I don't let them close,
(And the people say)
(And we all say)
Sweet Lord Jesus, tell the polices to let a nigga breathe
My sinning father see, got a shipment by the seas
yes I wonder
How long can I go on
And I tell myself I won’t go back no more
But deep down I know I’ll be waitin’
Like all of those nights before
Choir…
his friends
The truth of his purpose makes all of the difference
Four men, one jumps on a grenade and all four die anyway
The dead jumper says, "Story
of the night,
In that building it sounded like a mass orgy.
I may have only been eleven,
But no-one had to tell me what all that moaning and yelling was
of
His henchmen were gunned down
I rock a nigga to sleep
Rock-rock-a-bye, baby rock-rock-a-bye, baby
You should be dead by now
Smile but wait until my
out its dying song
This melodic sway, a chorus written in blood
Mass graves are filled with human carcass
These remains now erased from the gaze of god
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