Lyrics:
spell on me
She can't keep back mailing me
I'm free to leave, to be just me
I'm so gone (just you)
All I do is walk alone (just me)
I'm so gone
wasteland on a global scale
(Who got the juice?)
One by one they all come slow to meet their fates
Two by two I bury them (I bury them, I bury them) in
the noise got too much
To everybody at *** to saggy sags, Godwin tom, DJ musik, wizkid, slim tee
Adonis everybody i want to tell you thank you for being by my
A PLACE TO CALL HOME
By Dana Cohenour
V1
Everybody needs that one place
Everybody needs a safe space
Everybody needs somewhere to be with their
everybody's got a soul
Every color of the rainbow.
And time will reveal - that the way I feel
Is the way it was intended to be - each and everybody's free!
to me,
Set a child's dreams free,
Plant a flower, plant a tree,
You can change the world just by smiling!
Everybody's got a reason why,
I'd help the world
A homeboy is somebody that got your back
Whether you right or wrong
Somebody that excepts you for what you are
Not what you got on what you
then we''ve got history to make
Trend-setters real go-getters
Closed-minded free-thinking hipsters
Instant classics adored by critics
It's just music
I miss I got Matt with the put back
Tezzy he like Suge black
Kevin where we cook at
Everybody knows so brother bring
The hook back
Rolling round
away, rather be lost and poor
What my pastor say? Some shit that I don't believe
What my master say? Nigga, you won't be free
Until you pass away,
kids speakin' 'cause it's naturally in us
But the false prophets by tellin' us we born sinners
Venders of hate, got me battlin' my own mind state
on hell shall never be menaced by doubt
MM I'm your mc mentor
There for sure when things go south
I'm out and route back the beat back to nookie
She says
let by-gones be by-gones
Rule the icon, who killed the industry like iPods
Had these niggas runnin' like track stars
Except runnin' backwards when I
And everytime you speak you touch my soul
(You touch my soul girl)
It's everybody's dream to be in love for oh so long
(Just want your body on my body body)
a dimple
It ain’t shit to take a nigga life shit is really simple (yeah)
We got magazines I ain’t talkin rolling stone
223 bullets fetch a nigga like he
wad of money, nothing less than a twenty
Yo, you want a five? Oh, the dope man's got plenty
To be a dope man, boy, you must qualify
Don't get high
What the young trend settin musician I be
Got critics givin up the recognition I de-serve
Never bring yo mrs. By me
I'm it I'm it call me mr. I-t
If I
to get free lunch, and the
city bus used to cost a dime
Runnin around, talkin about you got the cooties
Liftin up skirts, and touchin girl's booties
three strikes
Living in jail this is hell enemies die
Wonder when we all pass, is anybody listening
Got my hands on my semi shotty
Everybody's snitching
La da da dee da da da da
La da da dee da da da da
Oh yeah, wanna be my lover
Oh yeah, wanna be my
What is love? Baby, don't hurt me
Don't hurt me no
I know you've been actin' weak since you came in the do'
But homie you ain't got to be a hater no mo'
How can you live you life when you know you are
(B-B-Bankroll Got It), ayy
I feel like Mariah Carey (Mariah Carey), got these niggas so obsessed (damn)
My pussy so famous, might get managed by Kris Jenner
slumber in then forest
Fill him up with lead foolish n**** getting nourish
We are not the same in got muscular endurance
Can't be f****** with no lames
Yeah
Yeah
How beautiful love can be
On the streets love is hard to see (yeah)
It's a place I got to be
Loving you is loving me
How beautiful
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