Lyrics:
on the floor
Better than y'all
Niggaz need to face the facts
Since the days of crack I been blazin' gats, tryin' to raise my stats
Tracin' back, you could find
insist you watch it Pay tho
I’m on the ropes and that’s ok tho
I must crazy pinned my hopes on rotten tomatoes
You better keep your eyes open it could
have found my freedom
Between the Hills and the Valley
I've discovered reasons
For all this
Here in Los Angeles
Around here, you might assume that
daylight goes to die
But I’m holding on, to the day that I know you'll be right by my side
So I’ll wait up for you
Until grey skies they turn blue
If only
all by my own
I love you, Johnny
You're the best big brother I could ever ask for and I'm blessed to have you
You don't know about my feelings cause I
Jack:
When the candles are out,
When it's cold at night
You walk by and about
With your lanterning light.
With your knife in the raincoat,
With
You'd think that the alphabet was made by me
When it comes to storytellin', I'm great at it
Tune in or get tuned out, my face got redder
'Cause I'm
fuckin' homie
You'se a cold-ass nigga on them hogs
Sho' 'nuff
I keep my hand on my gun, cause they got me on the run
Now I'm back in the courtroom
fuckin' homie
You'se a cold-ass nigga on them hogs
Sho' 'nuff
I keep my hand on my gun, cause they got me on the run
Now I'm back in the courtroom
fuckin' homie
You'se a cold-ass nigga on them hogs
Sho' 'nuff
I keep my hand on my gun, cause they got me on the run
Now I'm back in the courtroom
leave, yeah
House up in them hills
Where we could smoke some tree, yeah
Then I'ma bend you over
Make you scream for me, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Mm
Hey,
with you
I wish there was a treaty we could sign
I do not care who takes this bloody hill
I'm angry and I'm tired all the time
I wish there was
Foreign Boi this you?
I got pistol by my side, and I was use to talkin' suicide
Put the blicky 'tween your eye, let me see you tell a lie
Money on my
the night
And the cosmos is wide, yet you're here by my side
I could look into space and make drawings of art
It's a dot-to-dot puzzle that will always get
within?
Why must you come down off your high hill?
Throw my fate to the clouds and wind
Far away in a silent land
Secret thoughts are hard to bear
must you come down off of your high hill?
Throw my fate to the clouds and wind
Far away in a silent land
Secret thoughts are hard to bear
Remember me,
No matter where I roll, I still ROCK
Undoubtedly keeping it real HOT
You know I keep it sicker than a pill BOX
Might have you heading for the hill
pourin' Tito's, but I brought my drank in this bitch
Lil' shawty been feelin' my stilo, but you won't see me lay with this bitch
This beat was made by
But forget it all, I know I will
Tempted by the fruit of another
Tempted but the truth is discovered
What's been going on
Now that you have gone
you still leave me alone
Wonder if I take the blame and start admitting when I'm wrong
Could we really work it out because my heart's where you belong
What is it you want
What do you hope to achieve
By sowing seeds that could destroy a future
You better avoid it
Or use protection
What is it you want
gon' die real
Get high up in the Hills and take you out them high heels
My trust is on you, so how that make you feel?
(Just play it back Frisco, just go
God of the valley, God of the hill
Come now and lead me by waters still
Give ear to me when e'er I cry
Let all my anxious fears subside
Hear me Jesus
my soul
Why you living so fast
Running from the past need to slow down
History repeats without a change of heart it's like a merry go round
You'll be
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