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the music
Yo check it yo
Women cry, children laugh, men dance
I refuse to lose self and try to win fans over
Weight on my shoulder fluctuates like Oprah's
My
as the sheet i scribe
Haunting, taunting as they bribe
Red skies turning black
As the wrath reaches black
Tormenting battles within our hearts
Women
Passion breeder women stealer
You've got to feed your lust
Deposit all your life
In the playhouse bank & trust
Here you go again
Will it ever
a sacrifice he had to make
Right about then, mama dropped another plate
Well it turned out daddy wasn't nothin' but a snake
He had a half a dozen women
Mmm, yeah
When I was just a baby, mama sat me on her knee
She told me "Boy you listen there's a lot you oughta see
A lot of pretty women, gonna
was clear
When they made you commander and you couldn't be it?
Well the women just didn't like your eyes
And the big boys they cut you down
Know, let me know - if you want to have your
Car back, let me know, let me know - if you
Want to have your rolly back, let me know
All these women
And it's barely the beginning
Hot women spending big faces for hours
Drinking White Russians and Mintory Sours
Leaning like the tower, bent to the limit
Take
Kansas City with a friend of mine
We loved the women and we had a good time
Then the trouble started with the gun
Kansas City with a friend
for the launch of a brand new flow!
1,2,3,4 we're bringing flavors that you've never heard before,
3 women mc's ya know we're breaking down ya doors,
Here he comes, my old friend
Telling me to obey
Giving orders, I'm the slave
"The women" he whispers
"All sluts except for Mommy"
I'll kill'em all,
action, go ahead and act
I'm passionate and rappin' with a west coast accent
My homies to the point when they speak to women
And we still conversatin' so we
lights up he says, ?This is my life.?
All of my friends need women to make them feel good
I myself could use anything you got so give it here, to me
I
about guns, selling drugs or murder
Sooner see a future of flippin' burgers
I'll never forget about the city that raised me
The women I've chased
The president came to London
And was greeted by the Queen
And for the people of the city
It was a festive scene
Hundreds of thousands of women
search this wide world over
Never find a sweeter man as me
I want six crapshooters to be my pallbearers
Three pretty women to sing a song
Stick
mind cracker
Scandelous vandelous lyricalstry, play by play analyst
Psychological stable staged panelist
Ran a list of every women and man it be,
get there fast
Maybe I could get the women
I could get the stash
I could even make a killin
I could get some cash
But they all say that money
Can't buy
what's troubling me
Powers beyond are humbling me
Gotta pick one so which one will it be
Women like Death is all around the world
She said Life is
on thinkin';
Spend most of his time chasin' women and drinkin'!
Mama, I'm depending on you to tell me the truth.
Mama just hung her head and said, "Son,
what's these feelings I?m revealing
Like if I?d tell tha fellas I?d get smacked in my melon
But its unique love only women can provide
I seent it in my
Woods found Jesus
Now that water tower must be full of wine
Let not your weary heart be troubled
Turn your women and your children back outside
What
John Roland Wood's found Jesus
Now that water tower must be full of wine
Let not your weary heart be troubled
Turn your women and your children back
guns and gun-cotton,)
(Thou who put into women's) hearts and eyes
The cult of wounds, the love of poverty,
Father to those whom in his sombre wrath
God
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