Lyrics:
still ballin'
Ridin' on these niggas 'cause they lame
In a 6-1 Chevy, still heavy in this game, can you feel me?
Blame it on my mama, I'm a thug nigga
I'm still alive but I'm barely breathing
Just praying to a thing that I don't believe in
'cause I got time while she got freedom
'cause when
still raining
As the thunder rolls
I barely hear your whisper through the rain
I'm with you
And as your mercy falls
I raise my hands and praise
self
I rock on with my bad self 'cause it's a must
It's the Lady Of Rage, still kicking up dust
So umm, let me loosen up my bra strap
And umm, let
A tongue can accuse and carry bad news the seeds of distrust it will sow
But unless you've made no mistakes in your life be careful of stones that
just a little bit more
She's got every right to wait until her heart has healed
And when she's ready, I'm here and I'm gonna hold her
Inch by inch she
across your kitchen table
And I've loved you darling from a thousand miles away
Oh and I'm still standing here and I've got reasonable fears
All
I hate this town, it's so washed up
And all my friends don't give a fuck
Don't tell me that it's just bad luck
When will I find where I fit in?
You kept still until the long drive home
And slept safe and close to the window
Well, I've got a bad feeling about this
I've got a bad feeling about
you can fit a midget in his engine
Bitch, give me them digits, why you cringin'?
Not by the hair on my chinny-chin-chin
Will I spend-spend even ten
and goodbye
Now at last I am free like I've wanted to be
These are a few of my favorite lies
I'm surprised I'm still talking about her
For I can stop any time,
Don't you want to go for a ride? (yeah)
I'm an international lover, yeah that's right
Let me take you 'round the world
I'll buy you diamonds
a book, I guess I lied in the hook
'Cause I still love you and I need you by my side if I could
The irony is if my career and music didn't exist
In six
still there
For I haven't changed the room
Now that you're gone
What am I to do
So many fantasies
Plans that we made
That will never come
that you've come back to me
My friends will all say "She's gone again"
But how can anyone know what you are to me
That I'm in heaven again because
to live
So proud to die
They took the whole Indian nation
Locked us on this reservation
Though I wear a shirt and tie
I'm still part redman deep
still want me standin' by your side (good luck in the world)
Memories haunt you all the time, I will never leave your mind
Got judgment on your side
I feel soon
I will sink
Into you
What do you think?
'Cause there's still blood
In your hair
Got the bruise
Of the year
But it's something
Dear Dad, don't get mad,
What I'm asking for
Is by the next semester
Can I get another car ?
This one here is sick'ning
On a wide dual road.
I might
Ooh-wee, they goin' crazy
Ayy
Yeah
SremmLife
Ah
Hey
M-I, crooked letter, crooked letter, I
I can't tell no lies
I got bad bitches by my
ribs, cops shot ya whip
You've been chased by the pigs, sold the four year bid
Crashed cars, still came out without a scar
They tried to keep ya free
All we did was break and freak it
We had all that lovers ever had
We just blew it and I'm not sad
Well, I'm mad and I'm bad
And two years have gone by
Keepin' it real
I take a shot of Hennessey now I'm strong enough to face the madness
Nickel bag full of sess weed laced with hash
Phone calls
still thinking 'bout you, you, you
Two years ago
You, you, you
I'm still thinking 'bout you, you, you
Two years ago
If there's no storm, why're we
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