Lyrics:
could stay with you
I could be handy, mending a fuse
When your lights have gone
You can knit a sweater by the fireside
Sunday mornings go for a ride
Doing
Motherfuck this rapping I'm plugged in don't need clout
Look out for them boys them state troopers on each route
Went toe to toe I'm undisputed in 3
gotta say much
She got give me brain I can't remember what her name was
Pretty but she brainless
Brodie got that stainless
We aint here for dramas but we
Oh I'm sorry
I'm sorry for the way that I've been acting
Just know it's hard to be
Everything that everyone wants to me to be
You know I
only 15 beers could spawn
Inside the truth.
And this is how you repay me for myâ?¦
Well it was 15 beers ago
I have just found you, hoe
But I what
So - in the beginning there was hum
From a poet whose pulse fell drum drum drum!
He would perform prayers and all
Till one day he heard a voice call
2Pac died
Puttin' dust in they weed, after they heard How High
KRS was the main one, I heard Stay Wise
Before, N.W.A., you never thought of drive-by
twice,
I'm not gonna stand here and be targeted by you.
See
Captain my captain is it still happening?
Is it poetic that my life's in traction?
Eight years falsified by the last days.
I crushed your pride
With the weight
Of five months crashing down
In between us;
Three nights not
Be wary of conspiranoia
As purveyors abound
For an open mind too open
Spills it's contents on the ground
Conspiranoia
Conspiranoia
Conspiranoia
Today I just felt it for the first time
Three months and one day after you died
I realized that these photographs we have of you
Are slowly
By the time we'd run another race around the sun
We were buried under blankets in the dark
All night long I laid and listened to your song
It didn't
Across the field where the creek turns back by the ol' stump road
I'm gonna take you to a special place that nobody knows
Baby get ready
[Chorus]
You
painted faces appeared
On the Allegheny river at a place called Burnt House
The code was shared for the very first time
By a Seneca chief, they call
to
Even though you've been gone, a long long time
Oh I just close my eyes and then I realize
You're right there in the diary of my mind
Verse 3
She said she likes my watch
But she wants Steve's AP
And she stay up all hours watching Q.V.C.
She said she loves my songs
She bought my mp3
And so I
make you wait a lil' longer just for askin' (I should)
'Cause niggas couldn't fuck with my bad shit
(Niggas couldn't fuck with my old shit)
Who
for ? an autobahn is where the cash drop
Then take the paper, then distribute to the have-nots
I'm on the scene, 26, and I'm a manchild
'Lo machete,
alright, yes, everything's alright, yes.
Sleep and I shall soothe you, calm you, and anoint you.
Myrrh for your hot forehead, oh.
Then you'll feel
(Beverley Mahood/Mark Dineen)
(Track 11 - Time 3:49)
I've got a picture of them outside their college dorm
In clothes and hair they'd rather
You fucked a fever in me
I'm burning up
a hundred and two, a hundred and three
Cold sweats, I'm in need of new sheets
You fucked this flu in me
my job
Coming in from all sides, looking for a free ride
You know we're all getting robbed" Up on the dashboard There was a cross an a flag
Now I
district
There's something that I think you should know
It's the motherfucking Coup we from the eastside "O"
Peep my flow, creep by slow
See all my
Operator help me
There's a sound out in the street
And it just keeps getting louder
As we speak
No one here to help me
And for years I've lived alone
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