Lyrics:
as ca-cancer
You were sorta punk rock, I grew up on hip hop
But you fit me better than my favorite sweater, and I know
That love is mean and love hurts
But I
shine
I'd much rather watch the clouds go by
Or watch the moon peak into my room
A little rain to make the roses bloom
I like it better when the sun
the alleyways, movin' all feral (okay)
Now the mandem wanna throw pebbles
Better act like you know I stood firm
Man, I never been pressed by none of these
ass was broke and po'
"Tommy, no, you got it all wrong
Oh, oh, Anthony he's a big boy
He knows what he said what
Did ya say? Funny how? You're right
screen
The light and the dark
The big and the small
Just keep in mind
You need no more at all
You've seen what you were
And know what you'll be
He was just an old country doctor
In a little Kentucky town
Fame and fortune had passed him by
But we never saw him frown
As day by day in his
the cheek, give a hug, snug
No grudge, til you turn your back and learn the facts
It's called learn the truth
The tree is only known by it's fruits
Dear friend
If you want to feel better
Don't let the devil make you toss this letter
If you've been crossed up by hoodoo voodoo
The wizard
her face
She acts just like the mules' done and it's a big disgrace.
I'm a-feared to tell the folks we 'un's sisters by kin
Ya better call the sheriff,
n****s better slow down
'Cause you can be touched
Why grieve this life
Planted by the fiends and pipes
Green lights so
I'm seeing-seeing
do
Keep it real, you should let that bullshit silence
You only been involved in domestic violence
Nigga, I chase Remis with Long Islands
Catch us
buddha abuser
But they don't know about your stress-filled day
Baby on the way mad bills to pay
That's why you drink Tanqueray, so you can reminisce
on my back initiated in blood
Bout it niggas start fightin' when I walk in the club
You could tell I'm a soldier by my army fatigues
And you could
're lookin' for some pretty flower,
You better go look somewhere else,
'Cause I warn you, she's a liberated lady.
She got off work at the foundry... she
do
Keep it real, you should let that bullshit silence
You only been involved in domestic violence
Nigga, I chase Remis with Long Islands
Catch us
was.
We who could laugh over big things
Were parted by only a slight thing.
I wonder if we did the right thing,
Oh, well, that's life, I guess,
I
I got a little feeling it might be in that tomb
I like my weed in the cheese, roll that that a little thick
Better watch your toke, you don't wanna
told you not to call me here!
This better be some good shit
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I got a big one, it's going down tonight
But it's gonna cost you two
is tired
You wanna be this Queen B, but ya can't be
That's why you're mad at me
How B.I.G. and Un trust you in the studio with me
Don't they know
'd better watch out.
If you wanna get sick, just go crawlin' around in that creek. There's a whole lot a' bad things that can happen to you.
No, it ain't,
it by the hundreds.
Young Money this aint new.
You just got up on it.
I'm Big Willy chillin nigga you just little homie.
I just flew Paris Gordon
niggas better slow down
'Cause you can be touched
Why grieve this life
Planted by the fiends and pipes
Green lights so
I'm seeing-seeing
plate
Bill him what, half of that he have it late
His best friend by the yellow crates
Suicide, tears tryna hesitate
Only seventeen, damn, seventeen
like 25 rifles
Drop my top and I dip dip dip
But if I pop my trunk you better duck, don't slip
Chrome lips on the vehicle look like they blowing
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