Lyrics:
wont be moved by what I see
Gods already worked it out for my good
More than a conqueror more than a conqueror more than a conqueror I am more
More than
my foes
Surpassed your bar but more to go
Thank you to all those hoes
Played me hard got through it though
Chi town ready start the show
One more time
done poetry
Done it by myself man i been thru no coaching
With fashion and style man im stepping like an OG
(Fashion and style)
Believing this my time
I need more
I need more
100 bills
100 more
I need more
Run the score
I need more
I need More
No need to tell em i got it
Im runnin get paid by
wanawaza vitu vingi kwenye bad things
Only thing work work more hour
Don't ever think about anna
Spend time to help more learners
By the name of God your
like say a, Busta Rhymes
But the real shit you get when you bust down my lines
Add that to the fact I went plat' a bunch of times
Times that by my
like say a, Busta Rhymes
But the real shit you get when you bust down my lines
Add that to the fact I went plat' a bunch of times
Times that by my
Sometimes I would hit the park
Accompanied by Hennessy
Telling myself
These muthafuckas got the tendency
To act like I ain't loyal
Act like they ain't fake
Won't you stand, won't you stand, won't you stand by me
I just need a little more time, I just need a little more time with you
Promise that you'll
Every every time gotta make it through
Things all turn out in vain
And I swear I'll be by your side forever more
To protect you from any kind of pain
ate from these poisonous, fucked up streets
Tasted larceny, it was sweet
I starved for more to eat
Though I took, that was to live
Hope God will forgive
on clickin', rest of your time, as time passes by...)
I look up, three hours gone by
Grazing through my phone, how time can fly
Still staring at a blank doc,
swear you good enough
It's just I aint good enough
If you hold my hand one more time I'll make a promise
Give me one more chance and I know I'll fix your
to make me feel so protected
I don't wanna worry no more
Just want you to know my name
By the time we exit
Wanna feel like I'm brand new
Even though I gotta
mine
I swear to make you mine, oh no
Running out of energy
Running out of time
Time to make you mine
Get away for the night
Oh
I need you more
I need
You
Right this minute
You come over and stay by me
One More Time
Oh I want you
One More Time
Oh Call me
One More Time
I think I wanna see you again
I thought sometime alone
Was what we really needed
You said this time would hurt more than it helps
But I couldn't see that
I thought it was
So please stop telling me all these lies
Have all those promises and say goodbye
Oh your thinking if you can break me one more time
I'm telling you
Every time, you say that I want you
Every time, you say that I need you
Every time, you say that I love you
Makes me want you more and more and more
and start to clap
For Bob, a Bronx Syndicate style
More bounce to the ounce and trizzy to the file
'79 the time I was inclined
To get smooth and prove
time for you to roll the dice
Stay with me
Girl I'll take you to paradise
Give me one more minute
Give me one more minute for love
One more minute
Give
High life
We livin' that high life
Luxury
High life
Luxury
We livin' that high life
By now you should know how a sip feels
He say, "One more
may be backed by the Army of Artifacts
By the time that I’ve enacted a pact
I’ll have made some history
I may be sued for breach of contract
But
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
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