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must turn into lies
The truth already in their minds
Oh, I can't wait until the day
there's sunshine in their eyes
He can't wait to see the day
gotta make a decision
Leave tonight or live and die this way
So I remember when we were driving, driving in your car
Speed so fast it felt like I was
took a little pity
The whole town swore he decided
He help her some
And he
Didn't mind if she wasn't very pretty
For deep inside his heart he
Don't hurt me none, don't hurt my pride
'Cause I got my little lady right by my side
She's a-tryin' to hide
Pretendin' she don't know me
I's out
at the wheel was taught to feel
Contempt for the wildest blow,
And it often appeared, when the weather had cleared,
That he'd been in his bunk below.
out and he was furious
He got in my face and his breath was the worst
I said, "Hey baby, you got some mints in your purse?"
His breath was stinkin with
Isle y'all, longevity sustainin' my celebrity status
From AM to PM, you see him on file y'all
I was told to step righteous, so when it's done
Everyone
comin' back
He left you with two kids and bills all around
Plus you found out he had another chick cross-town
It's always the darkest right before
face off
They seen him shinin', cross full of diamonds he bought grindin'
His foot slip off the ladder of success he was climbin'
The D's came
he's earning
He'll always live in L.A.
A custom made wallet that stays in his pocket
And never comes out to pay bills
He's winning at poker
Jesus Christ in His grave
Yes, Jesus was a man, a carpenter by hand
His followers true and brave
One dirty coward called Judas Iscariot
Laid poor Jesus in
Don't hurt me none, don't hurt my pride
'Cause I got my little lady right by my side
She's a-tryin' to hide
Pretendin' she don't know me
I's out
town swore, he decided
He would help us out
And he
Didn't mind that she wasn't very pretty
'Cause deep inside his heart he knew
She was the only
Among the bills that I'd received was a postcard marked "Apologies,
The Christmas gifts you ordered aren't in stock"
So I packed up the kids for
surrounded by guns, killers and crack rock
Wish God could've re-edited that shot, I guess not
The L-O-G-I-C, open your mind, like O-ren Ishii
At fourteen,
Like my brother above me
Who took a rebel stand
He was just eighteen, proud and brave
But a Yankee laid him in his grave
I swear by the mud below my feet
he's earning
He'll always live in L.A.
A custom made wallet that stays in his pocket
And never comes out to pay bills
He's winning at poker
was reality
If it was cool for you to be a casualty
The only way that you can escape poverty
Say that I'm weird but
Obviously you didn't get
It when I
my back pocket
My pen'll go off when I half-cock it
Got a fat knot from that rap profit
Made a livin' and a killin' off it
Ever since Bill Clinton
His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti
He's nervous, but on the surface, he looks calm
because I used my brains.
[Chorus]
He was a second-hand car spiv up from the slums,
So don't judge him harshly because he's just a slum kid.
Then he
flowed
I was only following instructions when the judge sent me down the road
With your subpoena
When you cease to exist, then who will you blame?
'll never come through this alone
She said, I'll be with you
My shawl wrapped around you
My hand on your head when you go
And the night came on
It was very
more
Then he got me hyped when he played this incredible song and I lost my mind when Ready see played Donkey Kong
Yo Ready, get funky with it!
Yo Jeff
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