Lyrics:
through strife
Ships that stay in harbors are safe
But why, oh why, oh why
Why would you build them in the first place?
Back in that old haunted Cathouse
Oh, I introspect
Way too much
A little devil I can't brush
A smaller me, I can't trust
I'm introspecting way too much
Why am I scared?
Why do I feel
blood gone and dried up
Why can't we all be free to love?
So much distrust so much b**** fluff so much big tough so much I want to run
Living in a world
feared
"Oh, I just know y'all didn't just finish fuckin'
I just know y'all ain't just finish fuckin"
Well he was huffin' and puffin' and he swung
body, I'ma go air them out
Am I way too rich
Is that why I got these problems?
That boy got a problem
Glocks finna solve them
And I'm counting big amounts
on my body, I'ma go air them out
Am I way too rich, is that why I got these problems?
That boy got a problem, Glocks finna solve them
And I'm counting big
though this shit been like a movie, I wouldn't press rewind
Why they take my feelings and abuse 'em? This shit every time
Got a big ass stick on side
Whoopi tai ai oh, rockin' to and fro
Back in the saddle again
My little boy said, "Daddy, who's Gene Autry?"
His old movie was comin' on TV
And I
why they call me Uncle Vinnie
And oh yes, I just appeal to the masses
Young to old folks, the upper, lower, middle classes
They don't begin wit no
He held a mass appeal and a little boy smile
Depressed has a complex his mouth was foul
You need to stay around I feel like telling some stories
First
rappers
[Nas]
He held a mass appeal and a little boy smile
Depressed has a complex his mouth was foul
You need to stay around I feel like telling some
RedOne, Konvict
GaGa, oh, eh
I've had a little bit too much, much (oh, oh, oh)
All of the people start to rush (start to rush by)
A dizzy
the neck up
Picking up crumbs man ya oughta get swept up
Going to the gym getting big getting flexed up
Just to get shot by a skinny nigga dressed up
In
be okay little by little
It just takes a little love
to get through the hard stuff
Ride this rollercoaster live and die
Sometimes you're up,
fit talk to My girlfriend
Cos My girlfriend so foreign
Foreign foreign foreign
Bad Man dressed in designer foreign
(Oh no no no no no yeah)
Little time
rapping
I fucked your little sister but I was just praticin'
Short little bitch I picked her up
Diggin' this big ass dick in her gut
I let her walk
Oh
Daddy Yankee, yo
The Big Boss
I talk to your chick in español
I'm so fly as a señor
Watch me shine and watch me go
Hey hey hey
latin (woah)
Buena noche she napping (aye)
Buenas dias I’m back in (bet)
Hit them with a little bit of this and a little bit of that (why why)
Vibe is off
play yo Position
Member when you dropped me
Now you gotta do the dishes
(Ha)
New flavor cost a big ticket
(Ssssh)
Oh You wanna smoke
Get yo ass up in
kids they lie bout inequality
This land was only free for the likes of he, oh the irony
So if he comes to N.Y then I scream Banzai scumlordz compete
Balmain was python (python)
A Chi-Town shooter, he a Vice Lord
Why God had to make me so nice for? (Ah)
I'm at the Luxor, the coke on the cut board
like you nothing
Soon as you come around they'll try to put you down
That's why I just been chasing my chips so I can move far from my town nigga
to
Me by the shores of Isagumi
Why shouldn't it happen to us?
Oh the busy little hornet doesn't scorn it
To ignore it really is ridiculous
It's a ritual
real bright nah nah
So why don't you get comfortable baby
Just relax you can lean on me
Flying on vacation sitting under palm trees
Shawty by my side, I
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