Lyrics:
think I'm caught in between
The nights and days fly by when I'm lost on the streets
And my eyes, they despise you for who I am
Why don't you say so?
boy, how dare you suck on me?
And I'ma teach you and your boys not to fuck with me
Rolled out the backdoor, lookin' for his bossman
I'll watch him
Sex from backyards - porches
Out - into chambers - arenas
Parliaments of men
Broadcasted boys
We fell off the macho vehicle
As batons from
the set
Watch how they fall
When I buck 'em all
We Outlaw, Westside
Playa, touch 'em all
I buck 'em all, then remain ballin'
Out the moon with my
heart
Used to go out looking for love
Now love is looking for me
And sweet music keeps me happy
Not so long ago, darling, I was feeling sad
Who
our jet is
All you see is letters, T.G.O.D., we ain't dyin' never
We in the sky forever, stay applyin' pressure
Pack my bags for any weather
Boy
When the beat screams kill me
Don't jerk me boy, I rip it silly!
I'll let you rise of course
But if you don't fall off on your own
MC's I cut off
and Bonnevilles
Chevrolets and Coupe De Villes
If you ain't got no rims nigga don't get no wood grain
Steerin' wheel for real (real), you can go on chill out
down
He's holding for the moment of the fall
Stolen knowledge by minds unformed
Regulate the demolition of annex for the differing thoughts
my chain boy
Scream Cash Money and this is Lil Wayne boy
If you want talk you die quick in tha dark
We said we was gone ball till
We fall it ain't my
(damn)
And I ain't serving these niggas, guess I'm gon' need me some middlemen (ha-haa)
That boy moving militant, like he fresh out the military (yeah)
dose one:
out for the view..
i can gather myself once as a very fairly small human,
mouth made out of glass. i am my habitat,
antidote
morning
And I'll fall down off my plane
Don't be embarrassed, mother, by your ugly worn-out son
Your ugly worn-out son
So just let me warn you
Mother, you
yourself
Is he gonna ever fall off?
No...
...a lot of speculation
on the monies I've made, honeys I've slayed
How is he for real? Is that nigga really
short, I'm running it now
Knock your teeth out for biting, now you be gunning my style
I keep it, honey I'm selling them, I'm the blackout
Put my
and Belevedere what we dranking, pimps send for broads what the hell you niggas
Thinkin, why'all niggas spend a weekend in the islands in the fall, 24 inch rim
When the night comes
Move closer to me
By the fire
Yule log crackling
Eyes light up
So many on the tree
If you get cold I'll keep you warm
When the snow
out the house
You know I know the camera's following (me to)
I know they taking pictures, right Drama
Hey man, you watch it I live it, you dig that
the trees
We can roll up our jeans and figure this out
Oh oh oh,
Bring your bare feet
Oh oh oh,
Come with me
Down by the river, we're testing the water
dentist appointment (damn)
He only gave me the fucking gas for thirty minutes this morning
Went to the hospital to get a chest X-ray
Checked out the next
it (You know what time it is, report to the dance floor)
It's bad boy, bitch (Talk to 'em)
See you out the corner of my eye
Leaning on the wall,
it (You know what time it is, report to the dance floor)
It's bad boy, bitch (Talk to 'em)
See you out the corner of my eye
Leaning on the wall,
Why do birds suddenly appear
Every time you are near?
Just like me, they long to be
Close to you
Why do stars fall down from the sky
Every
of Brazil
Without a second thought about
The species that they kill
But extinction is forever
And still the forests fall
And push it ever closer
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