Lyrics:
was waiting for me to fall **
How rude she was
Lucky for me it was light entertainment
There she was
Standing on the corner by the door way officer
I
was the least bit civil?
If television had existed, you could
Be sure they would have been
There to cover it
Or maybe even participate in it
Like their
just not what I expect to see on primetime TV
I'm in a different class
When I get through I'm ma bring my dargs
Two by two man a walk on the ark
bottle
You in a class by yourself all dem chicks follow
[Chorus]
If it's a boy
His swagger ditty bopping gone be just like mine,
And if it's a girl
with know's and how's
Nyc livin' ain't nothin' like it (ooh)
See how me and my peeps fit, we jigsaw
Sometimes I play big saw to cut the deal
And we
Hey yo Jim man why don't ya, you don't you kick some of that
You know, you know how you do it man
It's a trip people don't even believe were together
it, too old to be a Prodigy
The fact is just wreaking Havoc on me but no apologies
I mean fuck it I'm better now, “How?”
Wrote like three albums in
Pop
Pop
Pop goes the weasel
Pop
Pop
Pop goes the weasel
He a big problem
You see da kid shinin
Shawty said rich how yo blick get a switch on it
Hey now
Backstreet girl living on the corner kicking time like it was a ride
19 With a baby on the way, surprised she was still alive
I know its nothing
a party up in NYC
And can I make it? Damn right, I be on the next flight
Paying cash, first class, sitting next to Vanna White, c'mon
If you want to go
tried to pull me back cause misery loves company
It's funny how they come for me when they see me living comfortably
But when I was broke and sleeping
was action trusting in the Lord
Faith is more than words we say
It's what we do how we pray
With hearts that trust and hands that serve
We live our
tell my mom where I've gone
I can't tell anyone at all you see
My best friend Sam was raped by a man that
We knew 'cause he worked
In the after-school
the grim reaper, in gym sneakers
Phlegm speakers, when it comes to reefer it's deeper
We was young flowers, surrounded by weeds
Camouflaged feelings,
the morning, fuck
Now I'm fucking anxious, it's my own fucking fault
Wish there was one way to stop this
Lock my own thoughts in a vault
But my own way
"what's good"
All my niggas tipping and we sipping
Hi-tech by the liter, let's get it
Ou! Blrr!
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And boy your girl a real freak bitch
no better what I was showin'
Shit, I could've hit the club as fresh as I could be
Really, all for another nigger to see
You know how a nigger get
And they keep it tight, they all got
They all got a position to play-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay
At the gym every day
At the gym every day
I'm a luminary
We had a sub I skipped class nigga I ain't want a handout
Look at my life and how it panned out
I'm talking bad bitches, bankrolls
I'm the man now
I
you tired of this life please put your hands up
You can come follow me
I show you how to stand up
Real heroes hard to find
Put your hands up
Squad up
just to feed my self
I cannot help but wonder where are all my heroes now
And now I'm all grown up, and my dreams far away
Oh how I wish that I can see
Submitted by Rene
GOING BLIND:
And I know how it's to be
There is nothing more for you and I
Some are young and some are free
But I think I'm going
to me
If you're not first, you're last
Just me and a camera
It's a master class
I'm on fire
Help me off the track
I can not hold back
Passed down
(yeah)
Stay, for the ride
Stay, by my side
You making all these promises
I'm hoping they're not lies
I smile wide
Cause I'm alive
No matter how far down I
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