Lyrics:
keep goin' til we drop
Samba in the rain how many hours in a day?
They tell me twenty four
There could be a couple less i
Know there ain't no more
We can
floor
My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks
I grew up looking at the niggas that was selling coke
Oh, I was raised by the stop sign
Live and die by the sword
Come playoff time
Is your lord a god
Or is your god a dog?
The days are so lonely, the nights are so long
Our home is a prison since you are gone
And I'll always wonder why our love didn't last
With no
you'd give to find a welcome here
Miles and miles of lies behind you
Those were the days
So many lives you'd hope would guide you
Help you find a way
Now
I see her layin' by the poolside every day
She ain't got a lot on
She ain't got a lot to say
She wouldn't look my way
But, buddy, what do you
The street where we live
Is commonly known as being the wrong side of town
They look down their noses at you
Like they're entitled to keep you
the line
As he wobbles on the spindle and his almost blind
And you can tell by the way that he travels alone
That it won't be long before he's goin' home
live in California, drive a drop top
Roll by the beach, look at the freaks
jump in my car, I do it every week
DJ's who know call me Mister Short
All
about the devil, he's liable to get you (yeah, Jesus)
Long as my good days, outweigh my bad days (Lord)
I don't count the money, I just know how much
okay with me these days
Got a good job, got a good office
Got a new wife, got a new life
And the family's fine
We lost touch long ago
You lost
controlled. They're always confined.
Controlled by their parents until they are wives.
Then slaves of their husbands the rest of their lives.
I once knew
Got the squad with me and all they did was gimme love
Foot Locker, twenty deep, a nigga spend a dub
G-Wagen for my bitch, that girl go live it up
guided by the beauty of our weapons (guided)
First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin
(I'd really like to live beside you, baby)
(I love your body
endless fight
Curse the day is long
Realize you don't belong
Disconnect somehow
Never stop the bleeding now
Almost like your fight
And there it went
Virginny,
There let me live 'till I wither and decay,
Long by the old Dismal Swamp have I wandered,
There's where this old darke'ys life will pass away.
Wake up in the morning and it's hard to live
Hard to live, yes, it's hard to live
And it will be a long time before shit starts to give
And every
hard to live and it will be a long time
Before shit starts to give,
And every single day it's getting harder to give,
But God would be up for being
soon
See the situation we sophisticated goons
I know you live by the gun then you die by it too
Niggas call me prophecy, swagging and philosophies
that we pass by,
There I'll enquire for my sailor boy
They had not sailed long on the deep
When a Queen's ship they chanced to meet.
"You
Blow-blow-blows, blow-blow-blows
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
How long will I be this way? Shady until my dying day
'Til I hang up the mic and it's time for me to say
So
and the couples sway,
Taking the pleasures they find,
They don't care how they live by day,
Why not leave trouble behind?
They're not pretending like
endless fight
Curse the day is long
Realize you don't belong
Disconnect somehow
Never stop the bleeding now
Almost like your fight
And there it went
around the world, same song
Work hard, play hard, all day long
All the continents get jealous over me
You can see me 3D overseas
If you know me then
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