Lyrics:
Hey, baby look here, honey, you
Want another little drink, huh?
Ha, can I get you a little old, you know
Drink or something?
Yeah, ha, put you
you here beside me (I need you)
'Cause nobody's going to love me (the way that you do)
Baby won't you come and hold me (hold me in your arms)
Didn't
you here beside me (i need you)
'Cause nobody's going to love me (the way that you do)
Baby won't you come and hold me (hold me in your arms)
Didn't
they're taking toll
If you've been bad, Lord, I bet you have
And you've not been hit by flying lead
You've not been hit by flying lead
You'd better
twenty-five words
And uh, I couldn't do it, I wrote out five pages
And uh, I have it here
It's uh, have it by accident, actually, ha
But-but I, I-I'd like
going down and Simon can move on. Now Vivian's there.
Vivian is there and waiting for a chance. Here tie comes, oh a
piledriver, a real piledriver,
too.
pressure by the cops now .&niqqas haten on ya do .
see i aint step on no toes to get here .
this hard work . young'n gotta flow. the shit's clear.
2:30 in the motherf*****' morning what the f*** are you doin' out here?
Out here trappin' tryin to get rid of this bong purp man
Man, you can come with
two
Come on, yo Cease
Come on
Verse One: Lil' Cease
I'm the one they call Cease, did you get that?
Peep the John Hancock, P.S. - let me hit that
of all to come
The truth be now here, one by one
I am to you, extend to none
The memory to fuel the fire
Watching his tale with the words he unfolds
for more
Come here mama don't you cry
I said I love you, I'm just tired
And my hand's been shaking and we both know why
I won't decide
Come here mama
2:30 in the muthafuckin' mornin', what the fuck you doin' out here?
Out here trappin' tryna get rid of this bomb and purp, man
Man you can come with me
born into trouble you live the blues
I've been thinking about you baby
See it almost makes me crazy child
Nothing's right if you ain't here
I'd
way
And if you ever come by here
Be it for Jane or for me
I want you to know your enemy's sleeping
I want you to know your woman is free
Yes,
sewing tigers on my shirt
And alligators (uh)
Ya wanna see the inside, huh, I see ya later
Here come the drama, oh, that's that nigga with the fake, uh
Wide awake
Breath taken
I'm shaken by my sight
Couldn't sleep
Couldn't keep
Quiet secrets on the wind I hear
There's somethin' grand coming
Cool
that much to take
Wouldn't know the difference between a real blonde and a fake
Feel like a prisoner in a world of mystery
I wish someone'd come and push
here and it's crushing who I am
There's no one here and I'm nothing
I don't want no problems with you, can I come back?
I don't want no trouble with you,
Christmas here we come
Old folks sit by the fire
Children play in the snow
They've been waiting, anticipating, see their faces glow
Forget your troubles
a new truck load of white trash movin' in
When I was sixteen I had a little trouble with the law
He said "Boy come here" I said "Boy yourself
I ain't
your a disgrace
This is a place of business
Terrorized by this act of Tizzness
Tizz, You're making trouble
Now it's time for me to burst your bubble
sewing tigers on my shirt
And alligators (uh)
Ya wanna see the inside, huh, I see ya later
Here come the drama, oh, that's that nigga with the fake, uh
And I ain't even started, the water ain't even bubbling
The type of talk that'll probably get me in trouble with the law
Or make the government come after
can see it from afar
It's pale and it glimmers
Like a faded movie star
And out there in the castle
They're trying to make us scream
By sticking
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