Lyrics:
myself cause I hurt you
By the way
I've been breaking silences
You'd say starting fires or shit
Just to say I did
Keep tryin' and tryin' and tryin'
shoppin
Ice, Cars. Whips, Chains
Drive slow homie we can
switch the lanes
Got fans in Japan I
switched to planes
Long way from the subway trains,
I ain't
Everybody put your hands together
Whooo, mmmm, yeah
Girl I love you so
112, listen
Girl if I told you I love you
That doesn't mean that I don't
way
Fast lane
Am on Hennessy tripping on things
I forgot the things
Have done back then
Now am tripping
Am flipping
Day by day
Am kidding
Do
kutas nie gwizdek
Zajechany mozg ma duzo bardziej niz pizde
Numer alarmowy to nie 112
Chłop już wie że jesteś głodny i tylko przyjedzie z 2
Raz dwa
Rolling down the road
Going no where
Guitar packed in the trunk
Somewhere round mile marker 112
Papa started hummin' the funk
I gotta jones in my
124 to 88)
You gotta watch this show that's on
Watch what?
I don't know what it is, it's crazy
(The Nuggets just got by the Nets 114 to 112)
What
you know I'd spend buff fees
So I can get sicillians and go kidnap puffy
Haha, takeover Bad Boy and merry Jenny
Sign Joe, chill with 112 and sip Henny
the way
When the postman calls, he'll deliver the letter
I've explained everything; it's better that way
(Divided by, divided by) I think they heard
The way
they dont care
The world
Isnt fair
So when the
Time just
Get hard
We all
Just gotta
Get by
I get by I get high yeah yeah
I get by I get high yeah
where
Thеy bangin' like crazy
You Damu or Grove, Neighborhood or Gangsta
I'm from the way, South Central LA
When they see niggas hangin'
They just spray
first twenty thousand on 112th
To this day it's Broadway
I don't know nothing else
Hoes down on the blade playing patty-cake
The way I put shit together
Getriebenen
Meinetwegen einen Fliehenden
Auf Hip-Hop hängen gebliebenen
Schon Run DMC sagten zu mir
"Walk this Way"
Ich brauch kein festen Wohnsitz
Ich
all were but Luke
So please love the Jews
Whoa... love the Jews
Someone may want
Some Bible proof
Romans 10:1, 11:2
James was a Jew
Peter and Andrew
I've been walking by the river
I've been walking down by the water
I've been walking down by the river
I've been feeling so sad and blue
I've
day by day
Day by day
Said, he allows
He allow me to make it
And he's making a way
Making a way
He's making a way
Making a way
He's making a way
Making
everyday
By the way they tryna hate I'm out of state
By the way by the way by the way
I'm feelin good I knew I would by the way
By the way by the way by
me)
I knew it the last day (last day)
By the way that you kissed me
By the way that you kissed me
By the way that you kissed me
By the way that you
Yeah this one goes out to all the ladies in the house
I need two to stand by me when the chips are down and
Stick around while I defend my
"By And By The Way"
words and music © Grant Maloy Smith
From the album APPALACHIA: AMERICAN STORIES
Deep in contemplation
Praying in my hands
Lord
the way by the way
By the way by the way
I’m the fortune teller
By the way by the way
By the way by the way
I’m the fortune teller
Educated guesses are my
He's the way
The truth and the life
No man comes to the father but by Him
He's the way
The truth and the life
No man comes to the father but by
Wanna put down roots
Went from a hundred miles an hour, girl
To stop me in my boots
By the way you got me trippin'
I'd say I got it bad
Sideways
to hold you down
Someone who gon' lift you up
By the way
By the way
Don't call me
When you realize
That you missed out
On a good one
By the way
By
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