Lyrics:
rock (uh)
Rockin wichu gotta see what I'm on
I told her I'll beat it but that make me bad She asking for more she want it from the back
I told her it'll
So no apologies this life I'm living
I seek truth and knowledge, learn with or without college
I found myself, temet nosce
Just like the Latins say -
friends
And I ask this and many more in your son Jesus name I pray, Amen)
Just like it sneezed mane the booth getting blessed
MobStarz be the gang I rock it
Me live in a di trap a just di bag me secure
Dialer wah leads and me haffi find more
Yuh never feel free till me open di door
We four one one
calling you on FaceTime
Known you for a minute yes I'm different still the same guy
I look out the window and see all the time that flew by
I'm not so good
that is scripted
And I can keep trying or get off the competition
I'd rather run out of my fifteen minutes
Than have life pass me by and I forget
it up with the reverend
And my thoughts been runnin' wild
For some time now
I've been waitin' for my life to align now
By the minutes, with
you ten times more
Of the person you are before you got it
And all my jewels VIP drunk where it's crowded
And I can't call the bitch by her name
I guess y'all on board
Young Man couldn't leave that shore
Had the life they made for him 'til he seeked out more
Boat rock, couldn't see that
back to the basics
Knew I was great since back in the basement
Knew I was great since '94
Michael Jordan left the Bulls
I'm rebuilding, I've been
rocks
Grinding every minute like my life was a stop watch
Can't open the K because these bullets like to pop tops
Ace get to jumping the spots I call it
DCM, what's crackin' nigga? (Yup)
Shit is fire (Yup)
(Uhh) Yea
Niggas aint gone pay me
I gotta get paid by myself
Only time i sleep is in a bed
I
I got ten rocks that I need to get out
I sold them in five minutes, at my own damn house (mom smoke crack)
My poor grandmother, God bless her soul
windshield got smacked by a deer
Maybe I'll learn my lesson this time
Maybe I'll learn my lesson this time
Maybe I'll learn my lesson this time
Maybe I
My soul's gettin' tired, always running from the law
My bruddas are gettin' by, we don't struggle any more
If you love me how you love me then love
to learn to accept it, feels like I've been neglected
All these bands coming out and they sound alright
All these videos on tv and they look alright
I
to learn to accept it, feels like I've been neglected
All these bands coming out and they sound alright
All these videos on tv and they look alright
I
Zachary Adams
45 minutes wasted trying to write a song about you
I can honestly say that I havent thought about you
In the past 5 years I've gotten
time is short
Can't pick nothin' that I can't afford
I guess that's why it's called a dream (Yep)
More than that, I am redeemed
But sometimes I be
yell it loud, let me hear it from a crowd
I packs em, _In the Closet_ like Michael Jackson
And love to hear the girls go OOH when I'm rockin
So catch it,
Man y'all know Trust a dangerous weapon
Much more dangerous
than the pen or the sword
Y'all better learn that
See I had to find out the harder way
of money.
Like I say ol' Jack Johnson he was a pugilist,
He was a pugilist by preference and by profession
And one day ol' Jack came walkin' on down by
right
Night by night by night...
Every day I'm wanting you more
Don't know how I made it before
Girl, you rock me down to the core
Night by night by
up box out pass me the rock cuz its been a lil minute since I've hit a slam dunk
Wont budge when it's rough made truce and I paid up
Been slave til I
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