Lyrics:
this frame
Still get it on the block that change
Since the rims and drop done change
B thought he, he, he
You dudes just not the same
A millionaire in
frames
Of perfect names
Too bad I've never been the same
Words, words, words
Pick up, pick up, pick up
Pick up paper
To write on
To speak on
To feel
That's of any worth
And it's so much more
Than a thousand words
Now in this frame
Is the only way we can endure
I picture you and me always
And in this
pictures still hang on ur wall?
On every frame in you your home.
Your memories.
Babe come home to me.
I spend too much time on my phone hoping you could
livin' ain't no crime
So tell me, aren't we all just one holding the flame
Against al the babbits in this world who build up frames
Some time or tomorrow
SUTANNA PAA POLSK BETIR CASSOCK
REF
I AM AGENT EGO AGAINST AND AGAIN
I AM AGENT EGO PUT ME IN THE FRAME
I AM AGENT EGO MY MIND MOVING FAST
I AM
a.m. to wonder when...wonderful. All
the cheap tricks I tried too hard not to pull. Pulled along or
pulled apart. The diagnosis of a foreign frame
hate accidents except when we went from friends to this
Uh huh, that's right
Darling, you're the one I want, and
Paper rings and picture frames and dirty
Sicker than syphilis
Step into my frame only way
You could picture this
Man I've been really lyrically killing shit
Black power militant, urban legacy
tricks out the fuckin frame
Got these bitches on my jock niggaz on my block
Jealous ass suckers got it duckin for my fuckin glock
And bustin niggaz
things, have you chasin' your breath (that's right)
You got loose lips, you better put a collar on 'em (yeah)
Black Chanel frames, I spent a couple
made all to be, everything we see is their work
So good, the system and it?s frame played a perfect game
Until the other came...
It was all for
hood G
They gave me the game so I enhanced the gat
Than I took the game, and ripped it out the frame
I tried and told ya
A hero can't be ya lucky
(konichiwa bitches)
Come on, come on, I think they playing my song
I came to blow them out the frame, and I'm gone (konichiwa bitches)
M-E-T, to the H-O-D
Why
Is it true?
you've been dreaming of it..
Violent frames
in a strange yet familiar place
You might find something swimming in your head
like a word
mirth
This goodly frame
The earth
Seems to me a sterile promontory
This most excellent canopy
The air-- look you!
This brave o'erhanging
the machinery
It's breaking down O' can't you see
Run runaway with me
The picture doesn't change
It's just a frozen frame
I wanna break the ice
I wanna go
you know who run it
Thousand dollar shades on, all gold frames
Mister Fuck your-bitch-and leave her
That's my code name
I'm blowing money in this bitch
me lluevan (de cien al menos) Se oye algo en la escalera (son mis miedos...)
[Estribillo] No desayuna, come tarde y fuma Olvida frames de su vida y se
a sight to see for sho so your hoe should book a flight
Versace frames so call me Forbes
I done fucked every hoe I like
I'm so charming all these tinted
throwed (throwed in the game)
Big face on my chain, "84's on the frame
Big bodies comin' down, hoggin' up both lanes
(Stuntin'-stuntin' is a habit),
back and watch my scrawny frame
Invade your feelings
All the years you caused me pain
I've got some wounds that need healin
Well you were just too
of duty, this is not a game
F&N knock you out the frame
Sig' on me, it'll do the same
Big dog in a Phantom, hoggin' lanes
Fuck 'em all, got on all
have tainted
Past or present that disguise that they made it
Freeze frame it
Estate dreams gold everything
More champagne for the pain we bring
Freeze
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