Lyrics:
on the wrong side of the tracks
Met a woman who looked so damn pretty
Said she just moved down from New York City
She told me as we were committing mortal sin
It’s Only You
Written by: Nicholas Benjamin Howell, Alexander Howell II, Jonathan Johnson, Miclain Keith
It woke me up
In the middle of the night
to deny
But in its burning light do we thrive or just survive?
You ask me to choose in whispers and in screams
To forsake old loyalties for new dreams
But
And words just don't express the beauty you posses
I want to give you all of me to have and to hold
'Til we're gray and old
Bridge:
It pains me not to see
your chair and beat ya 'til
You nearly needed wheels on it
Bullies call you Ichabod and so
You leave 'em dead?
Well just call me the Brainless Horseman
the dash in my Louis flip flops
Baby I'm not Jonathan but this sh*t gone make you bop yeah
Yeah this sh*t gone make you bop, Turn around and give me top
knew my path
When my light was looking dim
You spared me from wrath
I looked at my right hand
To see if someone cared
I was left by myself
cll alone
Small Dog
Writtern by: Nicholas Benjamin Howell, Jonathan Johnson, Luke Wild
In the corner you don’t really got much to say
Know you probably move
in peace to all those we lost
By murder of the police damn
Don't shoot me, my nigga, it's just a book
It's probably what keeps everyone's life
End up
The baby is coming man I’m getting the nappies
[CHORUS]
Kekho
Rainbow
Nelson Mandela he did more
I’ve been rapping just to feed more
Tell me bout’ it how
DC like go barrack
Girl drunk it like a Fiji and she blowed my socks
Every night she coming through for me to fuck that
Found out she had a man I holla
to dey long matter for bird (yeah)
Let them say whatever me don't care
Feelin' intimidated
But no shaking omo I'm affiliated (uhn)
With big erikina eyan
records, they hustlin'
Okay now Khaled told me kill 'em, he just told me kill 'em
Hundred for the Beamer, Kudos for the dealer
Murder, bet I wrote it,
Yeah yeah yeah
Make I know
Yeahhhhhh
Make I know
If you no love me tell me you no love me
Make I know
Writing By - Dolapo Nelson Seun Omoregie Mr
Blue Cyclone, Oooh
Well my wife went out of town 'bout a year or so back
And left me at home by myself to batch,
And after five straight nights
like KFC
Crip crazy, rocking matching t-shirts that says "the hood made me"
No love just spread slugs thats the policy, the leader and the prodigy
Now
the family tree
Took 'em under his wings like KFC
Crip crazy
Rocking matching T-shirts that says
"The hood made me"
No love, just spread slugs
That's
Louder in our ears every night When Laura and Danny broke up She set her sights on Billy Stone Well, I had just split from Jonathan So by chance, I was all
four Velours, withdrawals by Michael Kors
And I watch a pretty penny I'm talkin hundred or more
My critique for 'leet, not for the cheap
And my money
that
So just fight like that
Everyday grinding, Everyday Grinding
So you see it as cupid
Everyday grinding
Say you winning cause you gat me by your side
(Threw me off Toogas)
Aye
(Baik roll that gas up)
I put my pain up on this mic
When I feel no one is by my side
When the pressure of life hit you
She asked me how long I'd be stayin' in town,
And did I have plans this time for stickin' around
She said it'd be so nice if I
Could spend a week
a team (woo)
On top of my dreams, Joyner, I know you inspired by me
Like I was inspired by Nelson Mandela, I give him a rose for every endeavor (hey)
has a soft spot for
The Fastbacks and the Palindromes
And Jonathan's still rockin'
With those leprechauns
I know he'd love to join us
Singin' all these
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