Lyrics:
even up my sleeve
A million albums sold and it's hard to believe
Well it's true homeboy, it's not a lie
I used to sell tapes on Sunnyside
I used
I can’t wait to eat it
Love... whatever happened to it
You could blame technology or you could blame the music
You could say that this generation is
Overchargin niggas for that work (I AM)
You get it for the low low
But your prices is WOOO!
(It's about to be higher)
I'm like yeah that's the motherfckin
keeps on fighting for her dreams
Baby fight like hell
This is a love song to a younger version of myself
I know it's hard to speak up
You don't like
It's like I'm in the dirt, digging up old hurt
Tried everything to get my mind off you, it won't work
All it takes is one song on the radio, you
It's like I'm in the dirt, digging up old hurt
Tried everything to get my mind off you, it won't work
All it takes is one song on the radio, you
across my collar, does it purr?
All these pimps is hysterical
I think they full of scare
Passin' by 'em in the V twin
Ghost-ridin' the blur
And rejection
So that you could glisten
And listen to spirit
It starts with the gut, it starts with the food
It starts by controlling what we will consume
It starts
with a pride
City boy, fuck it up fuck it up fuck it up
Always on the roam, this city's my home
If I die, you can write the album title on my stone
Never
is Too Short, so I kept it undercover
Now you're all grown up, with your partners rappin'
But old Short Dawg'll your ass what happened
To a fake MC,
albums, I got a row of ducks
When my dad was twenty-two, dog, he drove a truck
January in Detroit, it's cold as fuck
You know it's tough
But I came this
Bought my body off of the used lot
I'll take the last one if it's all you got
Just need something to carry me
Rest of the way towards Tennessee
#This is the version from the original (norwegian)
#version of the album Red (UMD 86505 Universal 1997)
I saw her first
She came around
The day my
you a threat then?
Things go unanswered, and it don’t matter
For my final movement, before I am cut
by the one and only Banished, I will perform my
Hello and welcome, one and all
This is your host, John Tyler Trautman
What we have here is The Ledger's Voice
A reworked, supplemented version
than they said I'd ever do
But by time you hear this song
Sonny, my next album will already be done
And it's-it's just kinda chilling
Last year I was, I
[indistinguishable] ...there's always someone one million stone heavier than you... [indistinguishable]
- Here's a song which is also from the last album. It tells
Oh yea
This is for my real fans let me talk about them
Right around with my first album
Remember that shit talk about it
You put me here
M.I 2
is like the top shelf
I'm bout to push yall back
You niggas shoot cheap videos
And look all wack
At shows they bending in the front Like a football cap
heavenly
Filling us up with ecstasy
If marriage is our destiny
Know that you know its meant to be
I'll love you till' we're seventy
Cassie you got me feeling
in the DMs don’t give out my number
When my shit drop it’s gone feel like the summer
Album is coming, So don’t ask another
All of these questions are
a whole lot about nothing
Whole lot of tea with no honey
I like pretty bitches never fucked nothing ugly
You can be my Cassie I can be your Puffy
You be my
figure out what's acceptable
The man behind the Cardigan, that album is impeccable
My niggas got the loud homie, if it's stressin' you
We lampin' in
to
Alejandra, I love you
And by the way folks we got a baby on the way expected
July 2019 (Woo) so, that's hatnin (Woo)
And I'm excited, It ain't all smiles
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