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really were the best
And when they sang their songs
People laughed and cried by millions
And here's the ones today they all request
Always late with your
chase me
Wait for me
Let's go
Emulate a starling with life's soul
Let's travel through these blues out of control
But just wait for me just little more
a sigh that death threw
Taught myself and kept room
For my best, off the roof
Swung my hands, as her moods
Turned off day news
Turned off, they knew it's
Yeah I'm grounded but I'm getting high, too
Goes the best nigga is the sky blue?
But sometimes is great when them niggas with the K slide through
I
something
Flexing, we on a drive on our way to Texas
Best trip, when I'm with you, drives don't feel restless
French kiss, hands on your thigh so you know
on the Westside
Nigga (Ridin', ride on, what we be?)
We ballin', ha! For real, for real
Fo' real, I gotta bust the blue steel
Cowards hit the panic button
Thinkin'
shakes his head
Everyone laughs)
By the way
I don’t know the days of the week i
Just go to exactly when my appointment is
We’d just look at each other
imma kid that found his niche
Been a while now I'm here every day I'm getting better
See my smile when I realize it'll be this way forever
By a mile rap
which travel through space in waves. Different colors of light have different wavelengths, with shorter wavelengths corresponding to colors like blue
these other mothafuckers
Struck twice in the same place by a moody Zues fishliner
Smackin the third clear out the park
Going gone (To infinity
to her is wasn't good
super bourgeois she was disgusted by the hood
c had another chick thats like her inverted
but She so hood I wasn't shurrrrr if it
Back up Bitch I'm moody
I'm feeling a way if you use me
Mad cause I'm making her choosey
Got ya bitch drooling
My ego don't boost me
They say I'm
did, so that's the end.
And I hope never to meet you again
Got a whole life on the way to regain
So let me start by popping a bottle of
Oh shoot
That was
you can do so you stay on your toes got a crease in your shoes
Hop out the way
Don't wanna stay
Holding your breath til you're blue in the face
Look she
I'm way too honest
Huh, and honestly I can see that you
Hate me for it still I'm proud to be
Way too honest
Huh, and honestly when I leave
You gon'
empties into the deep blue sea.
I've got a long road to travel, come on and let's have some fun.
Gotta long road to travel, come on baby, let's have some
on
The Westside nigga
We ballers for real...
[Kurupt]
For real I got it bought you the blue steel
Cowards hit the panic button
Thinkin' that it was what
and restaurants, I don't know)
Yeah... yo...
[Ghostface Killah]
Aiyo, I couldn't get enough from the way she smell
Was it Baby Phat, J.Lo, or straight Chanel
Sweet sounds, the melodies of dawn
Sung by the bird of suffering
The wings are clipped, broken just to fit
But he travels wide through melody
by my side with
Her hand on the toolie
She hold me down when I get too moody
Rockstar rockstar, know how it is
Told me to live like I’m hanging with
on
The Westside nigga
We ballers for real...
[Kurupt]
For real I got it bought you the blue steel
Cowards hit the panic button
Thinkin' that it was what
Arthur Schopenhauer
While she got dicked down by her lover
Who was twelve years younger
There are many good mothers in the world
Yet how many of mothers
together
And shine Like a light
You keep Me cerebral
lift Me Like a hero
Up up And away
You got Me on my
Worst day In the best
Way So I don't Have to worry
I lie awake in bed at night
Hoping that you're gonna find
I've always been the right man for you
Days, weeks, and years passed by
I know you're good
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