Lyrics:
that’s gone away
I see so clearly my mistakes
And as you reach deep in me
Show me what I wouldn't see
And I am humbled by your touch
How could I ever be
say?
Miracles still happen every day
So I'ma keep my faith and I'll
Believe you found a way
Back into my lovin' arms before the holidays
'Cause there's
'em catch
Five thousand ones in an hour, I'ma make it stretch
I just made a mess (yeah), I just made a mess (yeah)
I got cash by the bundle so I'm
Well it’s been a while since I spit on a beat like this, you know it
Produced by NEF on that grimy shit
Termanology, yeah, Buddhakai, c’mon
There
bits
By some Pollock I know in Evergreen Park and dip them in the potion
And drop them in Buckingham Fountain at 3:13 on Friday morning.
And then
Well I've been everywhere
Everywhere and twice
Even broke my arm
On a San Francisco night
But things never look so bad the morning after
(The
to that final starry night when we laughed until we cried
Remember how it felt to be safe in your arms
Will this go by the wayside? What will life be made
at Statefarm like a good neighbor
She bad I ain't talking about behavior, nah
I got her to laugh, now I think the odds is in my favor
I'm a hustler by nature,
at it's feet are the souls of the dead
Tearing the fractured divisions apart
The tandem destruction of brothers in arms
Crying for reason with none
pressure it leave my palm red
They offered to buy your soul, traded ya arm leg
Handicap combo
Ya conscience is speaking invoices, receipt pronto
Expedited
If
the news
Of silver by NC (Neeraj Chopra)
Jab hua time, for her friends
& for her to leave
And that's when a thought stopped her,
From the room that she was
different views
By the time I get to 62, I'll have won it all and my niggas too
Step Back J so I can shoot my shot
You should never let me pick my role
You
day and never leaves home.
D is for Dog. My dearest friend, my loving pal, he is always by my side.
E is for Elephant. A big-eared and awesome giant,
each other's arms, comforting as best as possible
When surrounded by monsters, caricatures of humanity with heavily painted funhouse faces
Regurgitating
on the dancefloor
Unless you're out of your head..
That's all that we went for
What do you say
When she's in your arms and you're going round in those circles...
your mind and decide if you desire to die
By the tyrant of knives it's Mr. Hyde and I thrive
To put you dead in the dirt death acquired your cry
I'm
running away from me
Gonna be, be your friend
If you want to let me
I'm standing by a crossroad
Here I am, take me now
Into your arms I'll fall
I
around you gonna miss it
It's going fast
I get haunted by ghosts yea they from my past
Make me wonder if what I find is gonna last
Don't go
Don't go
Don't
remember a task we did
Without spitting bout chicks and a German
Wasn't no substance
Now were tryna bring life back to London
End up gone by a Hunter,
you very well
You want a diamond ring
You want that new Chanel
Lately don't like the way you moving
But you still turn me on
Fascinated by how you're
I'm being gang-stalked by the CIA, they put a chip in my brain
Yeah, it's Big Lope in this motherfuckin' man LDC, shit, lil' bitch
Yeah, big L.D.,
to be,
All the work you’ll put in behind the scenes,
Gotta keep it moving by any means,
When you a white girl and you sign to Blaqman,
Some people got
back
I'm from where a bitch a kill you and they all trap
Mall bags getting made by the Reynold's rap
Everybody puttin orders in watch em bring it back
love
and in the garden down by the pond
when the sun comes to an eclipse
well i hope you'll respond
to the kisses that i lay on your lips
and your sister
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