Lyrics:
than E or PMD did
(Ha!) Word like so many hoochies on my penis
By the time I'm twenty-nine I have more Suns than Phoenix
Watch the man bust, pose for
give you gifts
I give you letters
And all of this
Will really matter - for me
Don't worry about me
I'll keep all of the memories beside my bed
About you
brother
I.C.U., my sheisty crew, like ice me too
I break your legs, leave your eyes slightly blue
The Doc is born with a grenade palm
I'm concurrent in
brother
I.C.U., my sheisty crew, like ice me too
I break your legs, leave your eyes slightly blue
The Doc is born with a grenade palm
I'm concurrent in
brother
This shit is a shoot
RIP John Madden, my niggas played football
I stayed home cause I had to take some calls
Drive by'd in 8th grade but no PTSD
Why
the music became by us
The situation required the almighty formula
So I’m mixing numbers with letters now it’s looking like algebra
Do the maths I got it
Condition, Morris Day
Jellybean wishin' Sheila E and Brother John, sometimes me
'til dawn
If the White House is black
We gotta take the radio back
Power
Army with harmony
Dave drop a load on 'em
OPP, how can I explain it
I'll take you frame by frame it
To have y'all jumpin' shall we singin' it
O is
I wrote you a letter
Read it when I'll be gone
Hope you won't get mad
I'm leaving by my own
I wrote you a letter
'cause I wasn't able to tell you
For
Harm me with harmony
Dave drop a load on 'em
OPP, how can I explain it
I'll take you frame by frame it
To have why'all jumpin' shall we singin' it
O
all my life
Uh
I ain't praying for a mill
Cause when I was coming up we were praying for a meal
With my E63
Fam I always kept it real
In my Sean John
living room
Brother Tyler, hold on, be strong
You're not alone well, I got a letter from
His mother and said: "Please
Say something to my son!"
Well truth
suspicious
"Aiyyo John, what's up with these bah-bies?"
He said, "I just can't know, I just met em"
And then I heard "Get em!"
I looked up, a forty-five at my
Big letters, all big and bold
Old Dirty Bastard, bask and blow
I'm in heaven
With my boyfriend, my laughing boyfriend
There's no beginning
The flag
There a flag down the hill
Right by the turnpike
In the sweet breeze of a summer night
I m thinkin of you
Your name don't mean much to me
things
It's I see you move
In the little things
Thank you God thank you God
I'm watching you move
Proofs in the pudding and you are the proof
Saved by
Travolta
One got slaughtered as he coughed blood from his mouth
The other tried to duck and caught a left with my Guinness Stout
Brother brother can't you
rest in peace
This my letter and I hope that you hear it. Bonnie and Clyde was supposed to ride
But shit you left ain't by my side
What happened to us? I
I was one that got away,
A young and restless renegade
Chasing my dreams, still on the run,
I had some moments in the sun
Years flew by like
survive the liquor or the molly
How bro survive the liquor or the molly
Nigga you a pussy
You took my brother by surprise
Nigga you a bitch
You ain’t even
get it twisted
And Long Live my brother and fuck all you bitches, nigga
Fuck all you niggas and fuck all you bitches I rock with my brothers, don't fuck
Letters of doomsday text message wonder what my goons say
New faze promise you that cheddar coming soon bae
Dream big like I'm seeing dead people
with me (Yeah)
Lil John popping shit like I got x's in me (Yeah)
BLM I love my niggas Malcom x w me
Cuz I'm moving with force can't let a racist kill me
with me (Yeah)
Lil John popping shit like I got x's in me (Yeah)
BLM I love my niggas Malcom x w me
Cuz I’m moving with force can’t let a racist kill me
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