Lyrics:
you've got a friend
あのころ描いた夢は
変わらずに今もただ
Lift it up to the sky
and just stick by
そう道のりかさねた
Keep it real, to all my homies
かけがえの無い my buddy
何が起こったとしても
ともに歩む
hot
But I bet I up their halo
Leave em spilled like Faygo
They know, they know
Everywhere I go I keep that stick by my nuts
If I see a nigga reach, best
Pull up, pull up, yeah
Pour up, pour up, yeah
Pull up, pull up, yeah
Pour up, pour up, yeah
Pull up, pull up, yeah
Pour up, pour up, yeah
Pull
It was a Dark dark night and things didn't seem right
I was approached by an old man i thought he wanted a fight
He started asking me these questions
and D-B-T-P-N
Beats By The Pound gettin down, lettin a nigga Mystikal, come on in
[Mystikal]
Nigga we bout it, we rowdy, another soldier united
Now whatever you
Call up the brother one time! (Ay, oh-ay, ay-ay-ah)
Woo!
Ay, location device
Ay, elevation like
Ay, we with ceiling lights
Ay, sipping from
put the load right on me
I picked up my bag, I went lookin' for a place to hide
And I saw Carmen and the Devil walkin' side by side
I said, "hey,
got a man to stick it out
And make a home from a rented house, oh oh oh
And we'll collect the moments one by one
I guess that's how the future's
I'm ethereal, my children are legion, serial
They stick to my skin like beloved cysts
I tear away with my nails and teeth and fists
Touch
I can't fuck with ho niggas
I can't trust these old niggas
Wake up early in the morning
Eat that pussy like cold pizza
Hater ass niggas be baller
to receed
Giving me no love at all not caring enough about my needs
Gave you my heart and all my soul but not once did I let go
And I tried to stick by you
p.m.
I was working the holiday watch out of homicide with Frank.
"Hang up your stocking yet, Joe?"
"Yeah, just before I come down. You too Frank?"
im goin down town to the dss
fcuk wiv me i'll leave your face in a mess
thats right his name is mystikal
and if he looks at you twice he'll fcuk you
Konvict
Konvict Music
And you know we up front
I see you windin' and grindin' up on the floor
I know you see me lookin' at you and you already
Ain't seen a night
Things work out right, go by
Things on my mind, and I
I just don't have the time
And it, it don't seem right
Ain't seen
wit
Turn it up! Turn it up Get with it!
Truthfully speakin', it's lonely up here all by myself
So I had to come down and pass around some help
bouta cause a wildfire
No heart for snitches wearing wires Take their vocal chords out with some pliers
Like Mystikal what's your alias Its critical that
bouta cause a wildfire
No heart for snitches wearing wires Take their vocal chords out with some pliers
Like Mystikal what's your alias Its critical that
friend.
Stick 'em up punk, it's the Fun Lovin' Criminal
Stick 'em up punk, it's the Fun Lovin' Criminal
Yes we bug a lot and my friends is loud
Ain't seen a night
Things work out right, go by
Things on my mind, and I
I just don't have the time
And it, it don't seem right
Ain't seen
that dirt
Sticks with the brown buds
Me? I ain't got shit else to do
Nigga I'm bout to get fucked up!
Two cases of green optimo burned away
McCormack and Richard Tauber are singing by the bed
There's a glass of punch below your feet and an angel at your head
There's devils on each side
friend.
Stick 'em up punk, it's the Fun Lovin' Criminal
Stick 'em up punk, it's the Fun Lovin' Criminal
Yes we bug a lot and my friends is loud
Still dropping fours in the soda pop
Know ima ball
Can't ignore the rock
Kick the door fuck the lock
Spin his shit like a dj
Then roll up some woods
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