Lyrics:
Reverend Lee he was down on his knees
He was prayin' while she was sinkin'
Betty La Rue had a bottle or two
Just to ease the pain of thinkin'
I was out
shit hook up
Though how that shit hook up?
Can I get some?
I love that ghetto shit (That ghetto shit)
I love that 2Pac shit (2Pac shit)
I'm that nigga
middle school crush thing
sprung like t-pain
queen in your mind
let me be your LB james
the king of your court
bottled up emotions
so let me pop your cork
of the unborn
Struck by a womb-like fever
You cannot leave her
Thrashed by a pattern in the sound
Blowing your pain around
There's a piece for each one of us
With
How does a bastard, orphan, son of a whore
And a Scotsman, dropped in the middle of a forgotten spot
In the Caribbean by providence impoverished
attached
I turned in all my rap chips I'm earning my bachelors
By dating all the models and actresses
I'm learning all the potholes in every single barrio
shit change
Looked again and realized that ain't shit changed (WHAT?!)
Except the fact that I'm a grown man now (uhh) standin on my own two
Used
you from
your pain you to be feelin me
[Chorus:]
I'm right here what you need don't be scared come to
me I be waiting patiently for you to come my way
And the lines they go by
Tonight I'm gonna rest my chemistry
Tonight I'm gonna rest my chemistry
I live my life filled with no pain
Just some rage
So there's no pleasure, just pain
I put her up on that T thing
I will not buy you a drink
Now she S-P-R-U-N
Nigga this a G thing
(She's sprung)
Pop
to feel stuck
Catch the wind in my tail
I know summer has sprung
Listen in what I'm saying don't ignore the breeze
Before the cash, clout, pain
but the pain
And I can't see this turning out right
Oh, I'll be sleeping by myself tonight
Forever be sad and lonely
Forever never be the same
at
And I'm pushin' all the buttons that make you come exact
I know you recognize I'm young and I'm gifted and black
That should be enough to have you sprung
here,
But it hasn't moved in years,
I'm breaking up inside
[Chorus]
Hang on to your girl,
'Cause this is an unfriendly world
Birthday cards from
in a coma
I'm super paid, 2 shows a day
My rollie gold, no time to waste
What it do Berg, my fuckin' brother
Keep that pistol by me like my lovely
My-My heart too strong
Like that T-pain song you got me, girl I'm too sprung
When I die I need you in my casket, by my tombstone
You say that this
I've caused you such pain that I damn that word.
I've no more ways to hide that I'm a desolate and empty, hollow place inside.
I'm not saying I'm
where it's real in
The zone so filthy
Pain, critically acclaimed, nigga
In the game, it's still blood gang
People feel my pain but it's
Strange but I'm
to lace you up
But I'm sounding like a pimp
Now I'm facing two felonies
Three misdemeanors
All cause this bitch
Try to say I beat her
Man, you should've
need no man by her side, she says
No second chances, one's all you get She don't play around with her time
I get it, that's fine But you can't let one
Don't think too much
Relax your mind
Don't be so hard on yourself, girl it takes time
I got your back
Do you have mine?
I'm only one call away
Just
your shit too long
Now two can play the game
I'm feelin you and ain't no shame (shame)
And when i'm in your arms I feel no pain (pain)
Can't hit
bottles and roaches, helps to get it off my chest cause
I'm so stressed and all I here is "f*** the world" [Repeat: x2]
Man ever since life been
You can't handle the motherfuckin', the pain
Of the motherfuckin' not knowin' when the shit is gonna stop
Mama's tryna save me
But she don't know I'm
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