Lyrics:
principles
We’on tolerate no funny shit
If you gone hustle, do it right
You gotta cut yo grass
Go buy a safe
And we put 500 in them mags
Gotta walk with
are my lyrics?
Why am I distracted?
This palpitation for two days
Is this why it is?
A few lines by my pen
And my whole world crashes
I think I'm good
[Chorus: ]
You used to be my man, we used to be in love
Since we parted ways things is gettin' rough
Just because I got a kid by you
Don't give
It gently took me by the hand
Across the ocean blue
And placed me in a foreign land
Far away from you
No more the ancient conversation
Long conversations
And longer nights
I'll always be here by your side
No matter what happens
On this ride
I'm your Ponyboy and I'm still ridin'
Told you
likes the way I maneuver
Cause he cant move how I move
I'm more natural than shrooms
Eyes low from the lemon-haze fumes
High sex
The best sex
And hormones
If it is just two days and nights left
I'd spend them just to see
A face worn by an unknown her
Who shares my world
Doomed kind of world
See no
towels, we can't
talk much, my conversation too different now, fuck the crown, nigga my motivation more different
now, baby back up, would you act like that
I’m over you
Yeah I said I’m over you
I said I'm over you
Realizing my self-worth was overdue
Ain’t no conversation talk about it with the older you
sedated, I spit raps which are of a more complication
There's no simplification, all I have is a good relation with myself
Cause I'm an exception, cause I
to the right
From kiss of life by lifeguard
To kiss of death by sea
Those rides are no more safer than
That ride on uncle's knee
Brummies sure ain't
the pyramids
Look, this is for the kids feeling lost
Sleep on the street, eating the moss
I don't got no more teeth in my jaws 'cause I ripped them out
I'm
bang
But I miss the conversation, too
Tell me that you're gettin' no sleep, can't think
Can't eat, 'til I come see you
If I had my way, I'd come
should have that down, I should have
Figured out the conversation by now
There's a lot of time wasted hating the way I act, social skills I'm not
Sure
bang
But I miss the conversation, too
Tell me that you're gettin' no sleep, can't think
Can't eat, 'til I come see you
If I had my way, I'd come
cause I ain't tripping no more
[Z-Ro]
Nigga I'm tired, this drama got me booted and fried
At least I got records in the store bitch nigga you getting
Written by L. Winstanley / S. Robson
Sat on a rainy day
Recalling a conversation
Didn't I hear you say
Nothing could keep us apart?
Nothing could
Couldn't believe that no one came to help,
It broke my heart, girl,
So I tried to start a conversation, but she don't keep her patience,
She just walked
The aroma carries me like coffee does to Massachusetts
Nowadays it seems that I can’t hold a conversation
Can’t get past the walls of ‘What’s your name’,
stare at her honorably
She's more then a mom to me
Whole-heartedly I say that
Knowing there is no pay back
For those who are constantly giving
I just
Smashed her head so hard against the ground
She was unconscious for days
Passers by stop to witness the torture
While she stamped on the head
say no more
You need to catch somebody else I'm 'bout to hit the door, I'ma
6 minutes, 6 minutes
6 minutes, Dungeon Family you're on
6 minutes, 6
conversation
I don't fuck with y'all and I love a confrontation
But I ain't trying to get belligerent
But niggaz think they too big for shit
I'm more mature
conversation is all done
Communicate by nods and grunts in between the tunes
You can't fight them on the beaches or flee to the mountains high
Only to put off
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