Lyrics:
called her gravity
The only man who loved her
Was a thief from Tennessee
They bought a little farm house
And they burned it to the ground
The thief went
I be sorry for
Who should I be sorry to
What should I be sorry for
Who should I be sorry to
The fact is you can't please everybody
You can't
the soul
And we gonna do it a little somethin'
With three subjects like this
Subject one is about a brother by the name of John
Who was sellin'
Searchin' and seekin'
Never sleepin'
I've got to find me a man
I want no disguises
Just surprises someone who I'll understand
I don't need a guy
playing with bro's man
Cause I'll just lose focus while your busy feeling hopeless
I'll never come back if you break the second choice man
Cheating with
Waiting for the last train
Last gasper in the rain
Ticket's gonna take him far away from here
So, by now they'll know
He silently walked out the door
mad and they big bitchin and they been switching
I could never change
Take notes like I take notes
And I pocket flows like a petty thief
I was sure by
Hills Mall
World tour, supported by Budweiser for the best man, talkin' to a Sennheiser
Commercials on Channel 2 with girls from Spain, Lampin, and Peru
Yea, so we got this tune called "for women" right
Originally, it was by nina simone
She said it was inspired by, you know
Down south, in the south,
friendless
It's not who I taught you to be
You take all the help you are given, with thanks
And you give, and you never keep score
You don't hold on tight
dreams and our delusions
When we've been lied to
And taken advantage of our entire lives
By those who are supposedly trying to protect us?
Do they really
disturbing
Everyone wants to get on the boat
That is steered by a little girl
And an old man in a trench coat
“I must be going blind”, She shouts, “I must be
the truth as I know it
I hold on but it's hard for me to handle
Too much lies corruption and scandal
Cops want to kill a brother or two
Who
Poisonous stin', which thumps up and act chumps
Rae's a heavy generator, but yo, guess who's the black Trump?
Dough be flowin' by the hours, Wu, we got
cameras, dealers, shufflin' cards
Spent the weekend, already miss New York and it's odd
'Cause I'm the first to say it got too many hustlers who rob
I
doomed
Can't turn off the need to consume
When your consumed
By who they think u are
U Can't take off the costume
Is it a concrete jungle
But we're all
addiction
I've got a hard dying affliction
But I'm never missing, never missing you
Getting by, drink it dry
Don't you push me under the train
Skip stop,
around
He think I fuck wit two niggas
Na I lied, that nigga think I fuck wit a few niggas
WHO NIGGA
Drop that pussy name
He get cut off today
Never fucking
It lies and sleeps through centuries
unpierced by the spears of Helios
steady flow through the mountains veins
and potential of destruction
Johnny played guitar and though he never left home
He worked inside a run down bar his dad owned
Jamming on the stage and turning his tricks
I can
remarks
Never thought we'd get so far
We started off as friends
Just friends (Just friends) who knew
How everything would end
Little did we know
We started
of doing, me and my crews done
Rappers get left behind while I am on trains to Busan, uh
Your brain dead like a zombie
These rappers could never compete
Every
I'm bout to start a fist fight on the train
I'mma different man, different man, on my own plane
Strike like thunder, hit yah like rain
There's nothing
out the mud with my day ones
Man who would've ever thought, you know what I'm sayin'
Like this shit be so shocking, a nigga be appalled, you know
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