Lyrics:
attire
We have no time to wallow in the mire
If you're on a foreign path, then let me do the lead
Join in the essence of the cool-out breed
Then cool
And after a while, you can work on points for style
Like the club tie, and the firm handshake
A certain look in the eye and an easy smile
You have to be
things, don’t you know
You’re driving your mamas and papas insane?
Let me say it again
You gotta make way for the homo superior
Look at your children
Their
Oh, it's cryin' time again, you're gonna leave me
I can see that far away look in your eyes
I can tell by the way you hold me darlin' oooh
That it
out your neck, sayin' you're a Christian
A Muslim, sleeping with the gin
Now that was the sin that did Jezebel in
Who you gon' tell when
Fatefully
I tried to pick my battles
'Til the battle picked me
Misery
Like the war of words, I shouted in my sleep
And you passed right by
I
now.
But what he doesn't seem to ever grasp
Is that I never cared about you anyhow.
It was a dirty way to leave me by the road.
And when I finally
Strawberry Letter 23 like Shuggie
Oh my God, just look at me
Grandpa been rappin' since '83
I'm supersonic like J.J. Fad
Got crazy-ass shit pullin' out
give, it never fails
I love the way you hurt me
I love that you don't care
My love is dark and twisted
And I scream when you're not there
It's
things can change?
We're amazed how they stay the same
Oh, it's the same
So baby, just close your eyes
Nothing catches Jesus by surprise
You look
Yeah, the world hurts less when I'm by your side
Oh I, oh I, oh I
When you and I collide
You bring me to life
You bring me to life
You bring me
Look, if you had, one shot
To sit on your lazy butt, and watch all the TV you ever wanted
Until your brain turned to mush, would you go for it
the evening, I'd hear him sing
I gotta walk that lonesome valley, I got to walk it by myself
Oh, nobody else can walk it for me, I got to walk it by myself
You
She feeling the juice
Feeling the sauce
Look at my shoes
Christian Dior
What you gonna do
Who you looking for
I never lose
Glory to God
Yeah
I'm
You don't call me Rizzy, not my day one
You thought you knew me but I'm not the same one
Louboutin, she want Christian Louboutins
Bad bitch, wanna
certain look in your eye
Your not easy to resist
But I just walked on by
Cause that old lovin' you feeling again (lovin' you feelin)
It's really got me
go)
Come give me all your love
Come show me what's up
The way you look at me, aw, baby
Fuck around and drive you crazy (come on)
Let me show you
the way I heard it
Oooh that ain't the way I heard it
Don't you think I want to trust every word you say
Don't you think I want to look in your eyes
I'm doing all I can... to separate your hate from me
It always seems to be the way you look at me
That gives it all away
No one around you
I'm doing all I can to separate your hate from me
It always seems to be the way you look at me
That gives it all away
No one around you cares,
Sometimes it's really hard to find
What You're looking for
Oh, believe me, I know
From personal experience
I mean, You can look and look
And You
I wish I could believe you, then I'll be all right
But now everything you told me really don't apply
To the way I feel inside
Loving you was easy
You turn around
Then you ask me behind tears of doubt
Just what do I see in you
Please don't cry
I know sometimes it seems we barely get by
But you
Cause I don't stunt a gold cross like I Christian Bale
Yeah, they starin' at me jealous cause I do shows bigger
But your looks don't help, like an old
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