Lyrics:
I don't wanna talk
About things we've gone through
Though it's hurting me
Now it's history
I've played all my cards
And that's what you've done
Rapping all smooth, rapping all smooth
Wrap it up smooth like Osama
It's not what they say, it's 'bout what they do
And trust me, they don't want
end up
That mcdonalds still open even though its boarded up kid you not
You can buy happy meals through a wooden slot
This mcdonalds is a unique spot
through
Ten thousand promises, ten thousand ways to lose
And you held it all but you were careless to let it fall
You held it all and I was by your
light begins to climb
And it seems like it's been so long since he shined
But I'm sure it was only yesterday
A cold chill of fear cut through me
I
on this one
You gotta drink Crist-all
Buy some red wine, a little Gaja 9-7
You're so contagious, I can't take it, have my baby, let's just make it
side
Till the early mornin' light
All I'm askin' is your time
Help me make it through the night
I don't care who's right or wrong
I don't try
side
Till the early mornin' light
All I'm takin' is your time
Help me make it through the night
I don't care who's right or wrong
I don't try
mind
Like the embers, as they die
Love was one prolonged goodbye
And it all comes back to me tonight
In the gloom
Like an angel passing through my
devotion
It's deeper dear by far than any ocean
I find that day by day you're making all my dreams come true
So come what may I want you to know
I'm
of the wind
That we all long for sometime, yeah
And to those that I love, like a ghost through a fog
Like a charmed hour and a haunted song
And the angel
the plate is hot (hot)
And I'm the catch of the day (ay ay ay ay ay)
Your dessert, your meal, your drink (ay ay ay ay ay)
You can find it all in me
I'll
side
Till the early mornin' light
All I'm takin' is your time
Help me make it through the night
I don't care who's right or wrong
I don't try
Suicide
Written & Produced By DeShawn Cato
Verse
I'm just trying to find away through this fog
The inner working of my mind are so far gone
Slowly
McDonalds hash-browns
Bring all the bitches and bottles wit me
Nigga you a let down RGIII
You gotta stand on it breath it and live by it
Handling business
nigga get in my way
I’m smellin' some vagina
Y'all niggas is clitoris
Must be already dead
Sayin' I ain’t killin' it
I’m in the lead and winnin' it
though we no more
Mr. Star, much love to Navi, Butcher, D-Lo, (Miss Cole)
Butcher source of Quran right now, it's all good, much love to ya!
All my
Ounce by ounce, putting in together
Small amounts, adding up to make a work of art
First of all you need a good foundation
Otherwise it's risky from
We've been through it all before
But you brought it up once more
I let you down, you can't forget it
You forgave me
You won't let it fade
An angel prays
By your side at night down through the alleyways
There's angels all around, I know, don't you?
There's angels all around, I know, don't
deck yacht, docked Boss, blowin' weed up
Revenue incredible, it put me on a pedestal
Columbia to Mexico, I figured was a better route
Look at me,
quite like my family's love to warm me,
And nothing short of death's gonna ever leave me cold.
Well, still at times it's lonely,
But through it all it
Cruisin' down the street my stomach starts to growl
Pass by those golden arches but it's Taco Bell I prowl
No more waiting no more lines it's service
BETA GIGA
Words & Music by Tony DeShawn
You want this here what I got
Careful what you wish for
You want this all in you
Come into my giga world
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