Lyrics:
wanna look
But the thing that separates you from me
And that is called originality
Because my rhymes are on from what you've heard
I didn't even bite
By the way, is a ghetto up in heaven, my n-? (Jesus)
If it is, keep the chariot revvin' my n-, yeah (Lord)
That's what my mama be sayin'
And before
Oh
Hey
Every girl's gotta go through it
And every man's gotta go through it
It's this thing called love
Mm listen to me now listen to me
I
I love you more
Let's play the blame game for sure
Things used to be, now they not
Anything but us is who we are
Disguising ourselves as secret
hotter than July
But what I love the most is girls from M.I
Thousands of honeys that I know from around the state
That reside near lakes or know from
pieces of art that has come out in
My generation and that's what I did why can I
Say that? Why I don't have to affect
All this humility and shit is
Because
of some freedom
What a joke, you always had it
Now this can't be undone
You always hurt the one you love
Well at least that's what they all say
And in this
rhymes in Ghana tryna play Amadeus and Brahms cut to now it's time for
Rap Opera
This is renaissance music (Let me tell 'em what it is)
Cyberspace music
and that's what I love
Is it's totally unpredictable
Is this the one where you just plug in shit?
Yes
Oh my god
And there's a whole back wall
I got all
brothers are hard to find
And because this life is short
My dad ran outta time
Its called Love
It's called Love
Its called Love
It's called Love
Do it for
in heaven, so I gleam the Lina Horne
[Geechie Suede]
This way the Cheeba will prevail, sail Indian skies
My display of Bellafonte' ice, cheeky, it's
The allure of breaking the law
Was always too much for me to ever ignore
I've got a thing for the big-body Benzes, it dulls my senses
In love with
The allure of breaking the law
Was always too much for me to ever ignore
I've got a thing for the big-body Benzes, it dulls my senses
In love with
brother
It's time maybe for you to grow up, Doctor Deer
My name is Azrael
And I've been watching this shit-show
I don't understand what's happening here
you've ever seen
Ooh, my soul, I love you, baby
- Hey, thank you, thank you.
Here's a thing called Lazy, this is a song from Machine Head, and it's
on the seventh, my n-
By the way, is a ghetto up in heaven, my n-? (Jesus)
If it is, keep the chariot revvin' my n-, yeah (Lord)
That's what my momma be sayin'
did 'em)
My heart is on my sleeve
Think I'm falling (Ooh ooh ooh)
Really love your vibe, yeah
So glad you called me (, O-o-o ooh)
It's your energy
they biz
They need stay out of it
I don't care what they say
I hate all of it
I kept my word
Why you ain't honor it?
I used to drown in it
Love don't
off this bridge called love
Love love girl this is love
Don't fall off this bridge called love
Just hold on to what we've got
Lady don't be afraid
is called disparagement
Yeah, yeah, but they really love this arrogance
And now my angel flair is sent to give you that embarrassment
Yeah yeah,
Oh, hey mmm
Every girl's gotta go through it
And every man's gotta go through it
It's this thing called love, mmm
Listen to me now, listen to me
I
In the industry
I don't give a fuck what you did
This is my house
Take off your shoes when you walk in my crib
Niggas talk crazy to Hitman
And I'm
This one dedicated to the international Stet posse
To the one called Shakalak
(And Aasim)
To the one called Lena
To the one called Nyallah
To the one
Yes sir, ooh
People, this is Weezy Wee (I let 'em know)
I love myself
I love what I am
I love who I is
I love Weezy
Your girl, your man, your
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