Lyrics:
make you kiss the ring
All these rappers I came up on, I surpassed on, know it sting now
Don't try to twist my words and turn that into some shit
I
to the fiddle and the banjo
their driftin' tunes, seemed to fill the air
so long ago, but they still remember ...
when they fell in love, at the Roseville Fair
followed me to Denver
Guess it forgot to remember
That we're all through
And I'm over you.
[Chorus:]
Your memory, your memory
Is something I'm not
a million
Borrowed lines and phrases from a few
This one's till as good as new
Without the fanfare I love you
By day I move words around like flowers
I
talk snow, where the soft at
Your man got murked, but you squashed that
Hope you know what we call that
I think you know just what we call that
All
This will be the last package I ever send your ass
It's been six months and still no word, I don't deserve it?
I know you got my last two letters, I
Let these words be your Earth and moon, you consume every message
As I lead this army, make room for mistakes and depression
And with that being said,
Now, the end is near (Can you believe this shit Guru?)
So I face (I'm from the hood man) the final curtain
(No the real hood the hood, not the rap
This will be the last package I ever send your ass
It's been six months and still no word, I don't deserve it?
I know you got my last two letters, I
make me have to ride by high school
Shit you man been dropping lately, don't make me have to fly my iTunes
So much people buy into my hype, don't make
the name's not James Todd, I'm just a wordsmith
So let these words lift
'Cause all I got is bars for you dumbbells
Since yours ain't workin' out
Each verse
Then I wake up
I lay here while the truth sinks in
I'm still alone you're still not here
And we're still through
I remember our last night
Every
my headphones, all I remember doing's wishing for shoes
F- them stupid Pumas, b-, it's all about them new edition Troops
You get them LL Cool J
, when will you learn?
Never been served if memory serves
I'd battle that 'til my own recollection remembers these words
You know I got you open kid,
This one's for you and me, living out our dreams
We're all right where we should be
With my arms out wide I open my eyes
And now all I wanna see
I can still remember
When I bought my first guitar
Remember just how good the feeling
To put it proudly in my car
And my family listened fifty
to me, I can just read your mind
You think I'm so caught up in where I am right now
Uh, but believe I remember it all
I be with my nigga Chubbs, he in
And even if I could it will all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad
Not so bad
Dear Slim, you still ain't called
the cinnamon
While you read me poetry by dead men
I wanted to be your girl with your hands on my skin
Stirring in the cinnamon
While you read me poetry by
you feel it like I feel it, I grip the mic and then kill it
Okay, I'm gone, as memories resurface from hella long in my past
Chillin', sippin' Sinatra
about it now, that's damn near 1 point 5
I kill 'em all I'll be set for life
Frank pay attention
These muthafuckas is henchmen
Renegades, if you die they
where you steppin'
Story at 6 and see the film at 11
You can be Kit but I'm like Frank Drevin
Mary Lou Retton, flippin' on y'all
You can use Motrin,
it, bitch, I run it
Worldwide tours, type of shit I always wanted
While the rest of 'em just worry about bitches and getting blunted
Still that same
achilles
Try to play me like I ain't me
But I provided all the deets'
Who you know worth 50 million
Still rappin on break beats?
From Nasty Nas, Big-L,
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