Lyrics:
hit The Stu with Andrew
Thank God we left the basement
Spending so much time tryna figure out where my place is
I hate dark spaces, but there's no way
and I'll be outside your house by nine
But I must warn you girl, I'm on a different vibe
I wanna take it to another place this time
No we not making love
mind is else
Where
One of my fears is that nobody
Cares
Some claim they players
But they not
Want be the mf mayor
I can't stop until I got
The keys
chased by the cops and gunned down
Click clack bang. When he's gone he can't be brought back
We die by the pistol or we die from fear attacks
The cop was
And make some love
I can feel it in the air
Feel it up above
Feel the tension everywhere
There is too much blood
Too much blood, well alright
faith it till I make it Yo
Gonna walk what I talk
Jump the curb sidewalk
Hit the corner crosswalk
One step at a time I see the road block
There's danger
To take some risks and make some friends
Then make decisions that lead to deals sealed by handshaking
I got a heart that just can't quit
Even
to fool
There's a couple things i hate and one of them is you
My list includes stuff of the devil which includes you
I'm gonna beat you to an inch of your
me
These hoes blow me slowly, seems like they owe me
Show me the dope, don't worry about the cash
Or your girlfriend's gonna be lonely, homey
These
to school
Be calm and cool don't be no fool
I'm talkin to northern, northwestern, and central too
K.C. and Choice we gonna rock for you
I'm sayin peace to my
times you cried in a year
Is it love, or the pride and the fear
Did you try to interfere
How she gonna dive off a pier
With some concrete shoes on their
saying?
I hit it man roll it
Oh you got one?
Alright man let me hit that shit
You can knock on my door
But ain't nobody home
I might be there
But
hittin' adderall
If you see him sing and ring him
Hell be glad that you called
Were gonna dive dive, down down
Into the brink
Were goin' down down, dive
of the Righteous"
By God I'm sure I'll see some more "Go Their Blessed Way."
Hey it's gonna, take some foot work to get you on your way
They'll be pit-falls
too soon
Praying every single morning I'd be dead by noon
But days kept passing and years did too
All messed up just trying to make due
Broken heart
it
I don't know if you can handle this, know if you can handle meh
First I'm gonna start right here where your man should be
I don't know if you can
how I’m gonna treat ya
If we ever meet again cold is how I’m gonna treat ya
When we talk about your antics now there always met with laughter.
Did
Raising hustlers, thieves and prostitutes,
Young homie think before you shoot, murderer.
Where will our children go when there's no place
gotta stop, well
Don't you worry, it's gonna be alright
I'm in a hurry, I'm gonna drive all night yeah
Be there in the morning, you can bet your ass
I'm gonna buy a big red truck
Then a rabbit's foot for real good luck
Gonna get me some plastic gunga dins
And I'll buy a big house to put 'em all
have sex, they'll break a thousand-year spell
There'll be a revolution and they'll think for themselves
We control this planet of unsatisfied wood
Why
away
Singing goodbye to my tastes, and my face, and LA
Goodbye to New Mexico and Texas
When I'm gone, I know there will be some things I miss
Hold me
advice
That's true
But I wouldn't be where I am
If I had that is too
I made some mistakes
Got drunk
Said some shit I'd with I'd forget
Learned from all
Hands up, officer don't shoot
Then pull your pants up, promise you won't loot
We may never understand each other, it's no use
We ain't ever gonna
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