Lyrics:
humans
We got free will
See the angels gotta do exactly what
God want 'em to do
God is still with you, even when we don't do
So, follow the path, follow
tell you we paid more
You love a good hand whenever the card dealt
But what love got to do with it when you don't love yourself?
I do what I wanna
Would you knock a man down if you don't like the cut of his clothes
Could you put a man away if you don't want to hear what he knows
Well it's
real out here to be scared (sacred)
A real nigga gon' do whatever he has to
A man is the last thing you should fear (fear)
It ain't considered a crime
(like that)
Ninety-six gon' be that year
I bet you never heard of a playa with no game
Told the truth to get what I want, but shot it with no shame
the realest nigga that you ever heard of
Quit the playin' nigga and get over on the Twista I'm a see you when I see you
And I wouldn't want to be you
Got
(like that)
Ninety-six gon' be that year
I bet you never heard of a playa with no game
Told the truth to get what I want, but shot it with no shame
though it may not bring mass appeal
Your opinion is yours, my opinion is mine
If you don't like what I'm sayin'? Fine
But don't close it, always keep
some
Some here with you right now
(Whatever you want)
If you got cold feet, it's warm by the water
You can turn your page around, let me be
shit I don't got be the shit I gotta take
Dealin' with fate, hopin' God don't close the gate
If it's on then it's on, we rape beat-breaks
Outlawz
you heard me?
My world ain't worldly, any time could be my time
I get high, but still ain't seen Chicago skyline
In my prime, stakes is high cause
It's more important than whatever that they fuck with me
Luckily my angel speak to god, like what's up for me
My heart beat for the people who carry
know who I be
Check it ...
I got that shit all you niggas just love to ride to
Funk for your trunk is what I provide you
So slide through your hood
while I buy a new gown?
Frankie: I'll buy you the whole factory, sweetheart. Don't worry.
That night, the double crosser got it right
Pretending he
She only wants to talk of love,
You go to see a play or ballet, and spend it searching
For her glove, Let a woman in your life
And you invite
in time
I'll take away your miseries and make it mine, D'evils
Dear God, I wonder, can you save me?
Illuminati want my mind, soul and my body
Need it, need it to get by, y'all
Can you get me high, y'all? (Hey)
I'm just what you made, God, just what you made, God (need-need-need it)
I'm
Need it, need it to get by, y'all
Can you get me high, y'all? (Hey)
I'm just what you made, God, just what you made, God (need-need-need it)
I'm
you're lookin' prettier than ever
It's got to be a prophecy for us to stay together ever more
For better or, less or poor, or worth our weight in buried
from down home.
This young man has never been north before.
I want you to listen to me, I got something to tell
You.
He heard about Chicago.
He
you're lookin' prettier than ever
It's got to be a prophecy for us to stay together ever more
For better or, less or poor, or worth our weight in buried
she only wants to talk of love,
You go to see a play or ballet, and spend it searching for her glove,
Let a woman in your life and you invite eternal
though it may not bring mass appeal
Your opinion is yours, my opinion is mine
If you don't like what I'm sayin'? Fine
But don't close it, always keep
Gods
Shout to Max B, he could be home any day, God
Come on, get on, get some (yeah, A$AP Mob got Mass Appeal)
We do our thing, son
Listen close
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