Lyrics:
to playgrounds
I dream't of 2Pac, he asked me "are you still down?"
"Yeah my nigga", it's on, its on, its on, its on
I know they told their white daughters
a chart, straight up and down, man, there ain't no other
Nuff respect to all my peeps that made the album cover
Yo, Tip, don't worry none, you know I get
Oh, do you feel me? Facts, what I'm still on
And I still got racks, I'm a real don
And we used to bang your shit
Now you're album, it's just
to Be
Jr.Sinatra Far From Here Far From Here
She said come with me and you will See
That your life isn't bad as you say
She said come with me and you will
furniture shopping, too busy burnin' you
Watching you, learning you
Word to Pac, I'm plottin' to murder you
Sure the thought can occur to you
My next album
mind
You stuck around even though the
World frowns on me
Kept me happy when I was down
You never clowned on me
Down for me, my friend they better believe
you at
Boogie down bully like a boogie in all black
Thirty niggas with me they'll catch a body they all strapped
Dirty smith and wesson i get
(feat. Gizmo, Keith Keith, King Sun)
Aiyyo Fat Joe, it's your first album right?
You comin out the South Bronx
Time to let brothers know what
me and I don't think they care
But my Postmates can't believe that I stay here (fuck)
I wanna go back to Kentucky and shut down the state fair
Visit
Well I have been in here for two or three days and they
won't let me out! No. They've left me stuck in this here studio and what can I do but mumble
the richest
All those times that we spent by the pool girl
Was too broke to even take you to the zoo girl
Maybe its because I had you girl
Was thinking
wish that you were lying to me
I hope none of that comes true
Yeah, silent reflection was the first verse's mission
I ain't want to water it down
Running down bars on my iPhone
Grinding all night I ain't coming home
Loving my life like here I go
I'm passing you by with my eyes closed
I only do
Sinatra it was all a dream
Platinum Chanel
You are now watching a master at work
No Biggie yeah, my name is Riley, son
But you know what niggas call
Now what you just heard, people, was a little kickin
But let me tell you this while the clock is still tickin
This is the warning, known
The Lonely
by ODDSLANE from the album Last Night On Cherokee
I'm lonely but I've been down this road before
I'm lonely but I've been down this
down, the guy that got me's fell down
And mami wants to help out
So bought the best computer
Yes, stress never more
Fresh out the foster home
If I
Jet life jet life
Roll one up for the haters
I'm just counting my paper
Tony said Frank wouldn't last
Now Frank warmin' upstairs packin' bags
of the maniac dressed in black carry round a strap
Kid you play me too close (slow down and catch a cap, POW!!)
Cause I don't play games, an outlaw like Jesse
the same damn speech to the Oakland vice
But if you keep pushing, just like you
When they see me on the strip, coming through
I break it down so vicious
Countin up
By Frank Whyte & Killa Beatz
Hook1
Frank Whyte :
Started off fifty thousand
Came up hundred thousand
Too much I can't count it
Go
scared for years to try to do this album
How you follow up a classic? What's the outcome?
Failure and tragedy, now everybody's mad at me
'Cause I ain't
Only holdin' up I do is my end of the bargain
Only beggin' that I do is me beggin' your pardon
Only tryin' that I do is me tryin' the hardest
Only
a whole lot of help without you
Me and my granny both agreed
Damn you're such a G, I'll hold you down forever, B
And I, I wouldn't trade it for
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