Lyrics:
themselves
I put you on my shoulders tranna give you a helping hand
You thought the grass was gonna be greener on the other side
You played yourself missing
Like we were sharing a dream
So I don't understand why the touch of your hand
Isn't welcome anymore
Is it you? Is it me?
We keep finding ways we
trapping smoking on gas,
(drunker than a lil bit)
Walk by and you get a whif
Nigga tryna pitch
When you tell me what you want I’ll be back in a jif
And I
nation
This is the test, no struggle, no progress
(Lend) Lend a hand to help your brother do his best
Things are getting worse, we have to make them
hand; it's ripe, and from the promised land.
It should be eaten right away.
You look so hungry, by the door, just take a chair, and tell me more.
Just
got power, go easy at first
Control on, how's that so far, so good
Turn on the suction pumps pumps on, stand by
It's working, it's blowing in nodules
to level with your own blues
I'm trying to be on your page but I'm the only one who always tends to feel this way
If you love me you'll give me a break,
hands now with your fist,
Cause that kind of friendship don't exist.
Mom and dad look at me now,
I know you're so damn proud,
The baby that you used
da funky dopest rhyme killer
So everybody now raise your hands please
Sway it to the left and and rigth like this
Yeah! the party's really kickin' with
recording started, this song was among those that were veterans by that time, and, in fact, we even recorded a rough demo for 'Complain'. One of the notable
to the movies
But now I have to crawl
On my hands and knees to make you see
That life is passing us by
Come on press the starter James
Come on give it a try"
your phone when they're fucking up or need something
Told my mom I'd be something
Sort of like a Michael J
I can bring peace to the world but can't get
me through everything, even the old me
Swear these bitches be phoney
I might give em the dick but they never can hold me
Weather bad then lets change
Im the one you were warned of by your whole god damn family
I'ms walking dead man no one can save me
Im startin to see this up on that daily
When I was
rolling by my side
And she don't need no stylist
Truey jeans, bread in my pocket
Hands on my dick
Girl like a dream, hot like a rocket
And she trying to hit
player trying to hit what I pitch her in a flash
Hold it, beauty is what you possess, when you hitting em poses
You be gettin me focused, won't give you
Dave I saw your tiny fist around a leper's tit
Jesus walked right by you and you didn't give a shit
Andy killed an animal, he killed it with his
another Saturday night
Not with you in attendance
So throw your hands in the air
And wave them like you just don't care
It's on a whim; it's on a dare
give you the best lovin that you've ever had
shut up
and take me by the hand
cus I don't want to end up being
a tragic heartbroken human being
and he
International, do the Lambada
Verse One: Greg Nice
Yes I'm the man with the mic in my hand
Give me elbow room, it's time to expand
Styles, that I be kickin is
world it smiles, your hand in mine, we walk the miles
Thanks to you it will be done, for you to me are the only one.
Happiness, no more be sad,
the waters you give
Come and nourish our souls, we need your gift to live
I sit by the window pane
Waiting for the wind to rain
When will it fall down
sense to this
Move your hand or wink an eye
But the statues are cold and stony faced
Like the soldiers by the door
She doesn't understand anything
Pass the lawas obey by it
Break the rules don't give a shit
I only have one commandment
Destroy to create, build a new
Smash the hate
What are they for?
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