Lyrics:
creeping on a come up, doing it for the love of money
1995 we really let 'em know, Cleveland is the city where we come from
Brought styles motherfuckers
another line again
I figure it's all there is to say
I wonder what you're doing here
I wonder what you're hiding under there
I wonder what you do when you
it by design?
That I'm trapped in time sand
Show radio mission control but for my rhymes
Man 'cause I can like aluminum
And I recycle my
when you wonder
You ever need me
Even though you leave me
I am going nowhere
It was long ago when
You were feeling golden
Where's the bliss? stolen
does it look like? Does its style reflect your family roots?
Who do you see in it? cre you accompanied by any close people?
Is there someone standing
Somedays I feel lost but girl you make it better
You don't know shit you know nothing bout me
I'm in Tokyo and i wonder if you miss me
I got all the bands
jams is what he see
Big bro won't take him to a session, he making pleas
Got a job to try to pay for a spot, by any means
But still ain't closer to his
a bulletproof, so I got shot and you can see the proof
Blind eyes could look at me and see the truth
Wonder if Stevie do? But I'ma leave it to
God, not Beaver,
correlations
Don't have any correspondence to what my ***** is facing
So if you really wanna place an accusation
You better come and say it to my ***** face
he deserve what he has
Oh look he bought champagne
Why keep going up
Life is good as it is
He should stay here
Join the other savages
Long drive for
thunder
Now everybody wanna ask and wonder
How the Black Eyed Peas took it from the under
From the bottom to the top
Now we make your body rock
Mutha
never wonder if I'm lost, uh
Really I'm feelin' free and I can see the Promised
Land is still a possibility I'll redefine it
Like, what if it's up to me
Recovery is an ugly thing
It is inconsistent and it is not linear
Something that you will be working on
For the rest of your life
There's ups
is the life, nigga that's the life
I wouldn't have it any other way
Yeah, gun play burning loves the one die
Makes me cry some days
Lawless, riding
when life was so hard the wonder years
They say life is short
Things happen so fast
I seen it all in my time, some good brother passed
I tear and I
Just a second, wait a minute
I might try to let it out
No forgiveness, this is different
All these demons in my house
Just be quiet, i might try it
every day of my life
They don't play fair
We're all the same
You do whatever you like
I'll make my legend by today in any way that it flies
Hey
We
gone!
Nobody can catch up, meet the Speedy Gonzalez
The beat is the problem
And if ya got your feet in your mouth
You gon' have to beat it up out
feel you within
is it too much to ask
is it too much to dream of
your voice calling my name
in any way that you please
i want you to be selfish just for
hurt sum
Is you a good girl baby or a bad bitch
The way you shake it wonder can you do it on da dick
Throw dat mufucka baby like you tryna break it
the shadows
And who I had believed was sleeping or dead
Imagine he said all the flesh that is eaten
The teeth tearing into it
The tongue tasting its savour
do believe this is the end
I destroy my enemies
By making all of them my Friends
And in the end,
It’s painted across your face
The signs say shoot me
It bans the use of fossil fuel for oil and deforestation for papers
Hemp is the victor to be spoiled, any takers?
Callin all butchers and bakers,
When it comes to dreams
The first thing we think
Is Martin Luther King
And by any means
We think about Malcolm
When we think of queens
Well, do we
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