Lyrics:
speak to me?
I love it when you look at me
A secret only I can see
Why don't you talk to me?
Well now
I wonder how far I can go
To feel your rush in
It’s Funny How I Love You
By
The weight of the world is on my shoulders
Can't put it down til' the day I die
Yo on air unaware they hang off these lyrics
And rush to act out everything
Once again, another Trax Productions
Rush for the 9-8, mobsta elites
Ain't it a shame how we make ballin' look so sweet
Especially when you ain't
to enjoy life as a kid
Play sports and have fun
Don't worry about a degree
We'll always be right by your side
Just be nice to your mom
And to those who treat
sniffed till I'm wired
I'm just saying how I feel cause
This shit got me tired
I'm exhausted, by my street hustle
But it costed
Death that grew around in my
music and lyrics by Corb Lund
I have sinned so gravely Brother Brigham, Brother Young
I have sinned so gravely Brother Young
That only you can
below the letters
Your rhymes are general, plain, minimal blank
You eyes is blind by the sign of federal banks
You lost your focus of function
Remember
team
They know I'm Down for my team
I hold it down for my team
Verse 2
96 I heard track
2 dope boys in a cadalliac
By big boy and three stacks
They
Deep controlled breathing, involves filling the lungs to the maximum.
This technique goes by the names of belly or diaphragmatic breathing.
There's
I can tell by the way you're cut
You got beautiful reasons
They can tell by the way we rush
We're searching for feeling
You dress the best you know
We can go home, call it a day
But what's the fun in that?
We ain't got that much time to waste
The night went by so fast
Last thing I wanna do
is bad, my lyrics are trash, my beats are ass, my flows are crap, and my mixing is non existent
I should quit, walk away from this, I will always be
is bad, my lyrics are trash, my beats are ass, my flows are crap, and my mixing is non existent
I should quit, walk away from this, I will always be
a message to anyone I met that thinks they know me
Don't pretend to understand any of the issues that I'm holding
I was in a rush to grow up, look Mom no
back automatics galore
I attack fore they start
Been caught lackin before
I got stabbed by the car
Thought death had me for sure
Still goin in pockets
Evidence by the mic "emer..emergency"
Watch out! "..mer..mer..emergency..emergency"
"This is an emergency"
So check it out
The calm before the storm
slack
Around the world then come right back
Right in the front that's where i'm at
All my lyrics potent
Think you know it
See me working new promotion
See
marijuanna and fired dried eyes
But we keep it going 200 we passin cops by
If they pull me over ima tell em that I didnt see that stop sign
And If you ask me
to make perfection cause my exit is loved
by people spending time to ride an ex-presidents nuts.
Racist fucks on the island with excuses that boil it
then
Wild profound lyrics
Down the sound and spirit
Not the malleable type is my
Soul still flammable right?
I’m a cannibal animal still Hannibal right
I’m
That's right all you bitch made motherfuckers trying to step on your toes
Drive by let you go we mob all the time on the south side
All you
Insulting me and laying out your ultimatum
Please, oh please don't try to pretend
We haven't gone over this time and again
Now haven't I stood by you
2PAC LYRICS
"Changed Man"
(feat. Johnta' Austin, T.I.)
[2Pac]
Shit, I'm a changed man
Ay, turn the lights out
Big baller 2Pac up in this bitch
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