Lyrics:
and the feel
Of a real live girl
Nothing can beat getting swept off your feet
By a real live girl
Dreams of you but don't compare with a hunk
the streets at midnight, the little terror
Huh, I get better by the letter
A true breed, head to juvenile once more
A twenty bag of funk, shall I say more?
tonight
One on one, by the candlelight
Over and over, we spend our lives
Living fast forward but not tonight
Love in slow motion
It's been a while
Any kind of fool with the will to live
Tries to get it right with the one they're with
But even though I give you special treatment
You keep
was a test
Swept her off her feet and went and bought her ass a Lex
Paid it off cash so I never wrote a check
Leave my cars at her crib I'm just
the queen, you're the king
All by yourself
You always hated sports
You buzzed your hair short
Dyed it pink to piss them off
With a hand poke tattoo
Come together as one
And each in turn goes out to lead
Another by his word, his love, his deed
Now the circle is done
It all comes back to one
For
On the lip, late take off.
Bombs, dropping down,
Overhead, underground,
It's instilled to want to live.
Bombs dropping down,
Please forgive, our
[Juvenile]
That's right, it's crunch time now fellas
No time to be cryin for momma now, it's the movement
C'mon
To all my people on them corners I
and the queens
And they read off our names
The night you danced like you knew our lives
Would never be the same
You held your head like a hero
On a history
Percocets, molly, Percocets
Rep the set, gotta rep the set
Chase a check, never chase a bitch
Mask on, fuck it, mask off
Mask on, fuck it, mask off
We didn't have nowhere to live
We didn't have nowhere to go
Till someone said, "I know this place off Burdett Road"
It was on the fifteenth floor
[Juvenile]
You need a nigga that stay sharp, always got money
Pockets stay full of them big-face hundreds
A nigga with tattoos all over his arm
Juvenile:
It's enemy turf that I'm on, so I'ma play it how it go
Cock the hollow points into my black calico
Hit the coat with some of grams
I'm tryin' to do right
But I'm surrounded by wrong
Avoid the all night flight
And still make it on my own
I'm tryin' be cool do what I gotta do
But
You've been a juvenile
With a dolphin smile
With no elbow room
With your body in bloom
You've had your little backyard
Protected by big walls
You
on the left ya'll
Set if off on the right ya'll set it off
Set it off by subjection
Set it off on the right ya'll
Set it off, set it off
This rack will wreck
Real niggas ain't bad at it
These motherfuckers who owe me
Chopping off their head now
You love that hood that you represent
You bout that working
to a prison tale
Fuck that, I quit while I'm ahead
Ship my music off like Amistad
Turn it up and hear the ghetto pledge
Live righteous, nigga, like my brother
You're a Genius, McFly
AI
It's the Carter's son
The Carter's
Turn me up a lil'
Picture me, new 3D denim, I'm city rollin' (rollin')
But did I
to love so you can live by it
If you love you the way you want a man to
The right one'll come that'll enhance you
And you can dance to love's melody
It
expecting, I'm sure it's bigger than your religion
Perfected by niggas that manifested music to live in
Compton, Compton, ain't no city quite like mine
)
The Savior lives
(The Savior lives)
Woah
It's time to celebrate the Savior and His worth
Let's shout because we know, He lives and we are served
His
Might send me on my way
But you took hold of me
Like only a woman can
And gave one good reason to live
To a set on dying man
When a Friday meets
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