Lyrics:
ain't in no field, don't get no play
Boy, yo ass know you ride the pine I'm for sure good by myself, run through
A pack without no help goal is
To where I'm unfresh, undressed and yawning
Well, what is this craziness? This crazy talking?
You caught some small death when you were sleepwalking
It
we take 'em all back we can buy some more
So I doubt we'll go without this afternoon
You better hang on if your taggin' along
'Cause we'll be doin'
from the Iron Maiden song Virus.
Interviewer: Well... Where are you coming from?
Blaise Bailey Finnegan III: (pause) Well... I don't like the way
one by one
And you'd find that it's peaceful when the time has come
So RIP to the mos' high
Far I see we'll be fine
But how badly do you want to be
get out the door
In two seconds flat
"You unpatriotic
Rotten doctor Commie rat"
Well, he threw a Reader's Digest
At my head and I did run
I did
in this
Industry that tell you not
To speak about a lot of things
" she says "Then
As you get older you're kind
Of like, wait, no
Maybe I know better
I thought so much about you that day
It was a perfect day but I couldn't enjoy it without you
I wish it didn't mean so much when I grabbed you by
."
Well, by the dirt 'neath my nails
I guess he knew I wouldn't lie.
"I guess you're tired,"
He said, kinda sly.
I said, "Yes, ten thousand miles
Today I
Brown, jump if you want
I put it on my momma and her very last nerve
Ricky made off everything I deserved
The square root of a kilo is me nigga
The square
yourself
You're just stressing it too much, but life's a lesson in itself
One day we'll learn what it means
One day we'll learn to be free
Baby, I
won't
Cause I make a lot of money and your boyfriend don't
L.L. went to hell, gonna rock the bells
All you washed up rappers want to do this well
Rock
Cause I make a lot of money and your boyfriend don't
L.L. went to hell, gonna rock the bells
All you washed up rappers want to do this well
Rock the bells
won't
Cause I make a lot of money and your boyfriend don't
L.L. went to hell, gonna rock the bells
All you washed up rappers want to do this well
Rock
know that it’s bittersweet
People who befriended me done turned into enemies
They’re the ones that changed, still they look at you differently
Well I
without the grace
Of some unseen and distant face
And you get beaten up by blacks
Who though they worked still got the sack
And when your soul tells you
don't wish you well
I hope every night you dream about me
And the yearning drives you mad enough to scream without me
And you try to let it go and put it
at this moment.... I hope they can get the gun out of his hand... be
Very careful... get the gun, get the gun... (RUUUUNNNN, BOOOOYYYY!!!) stay
Away from
And you can tell by the bodies that are left around
When some clown jumps up to get beat down
Broken down to his very last compound
See how it sounds?
men
Call me Charlie Green
I’m in the streets with that thing
I gotta get it right
You can dodge for so long like Eddie
My chopper Scary Spice
I leave
X-MO testimony
And unlike how I was taught to testify
Inside the Mormon church
By making I know statements all the time
About, let's be real here
I get along without you very well
Of course I do
Except when soft rains fall
And drip from leaves, then I recall
The thrill of being sheltered in you
won't
Cause I make a lot of money and your boyfriend don't
L.L. went to hell, gonna rock the bells
All you washed up rappers want to do this well
Rock
you speak Vietnamese
Got you tongue twisted fuck business
I'm a dump missiles
Slugs hit you, Get you in a Thug issues
I'm a fisher like black and white
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