Lyrics:
Again we start let me say my part
About the only guy who has some heart
It took some time for the heart to come
But it's HERE and everybody's
In the eyes of the world I'm a loser just wastin' my time
I can't make a dime
In the eyes of the world being born was my first big mistake
I can't
like big blue diamonds
It's a cuckoo kind of love, ain't no denying
When I kiss her lips, I feel like flying
Man, she's something else
And I've got
your ladies
That Mercedes all kinds of roomy, and when the times are gloomy
Hit me up (up), I can make you feel like that perfect girl you wish you was
around the hood do the gangsta lean
'Cause we can fuck any time of day it's all good for me
Mami wanna get out on the weekend, do a little freakin'
Go
will take you around the hood on a gangsta lean
'Cause we can (pump pump) any time of day it's all good for me
Mami wanna get out on the weekend, do
tell me
That you're the kind of guy that I should make a move on
Yeah I get exotic with the malotic tune I get hypnotic with the room
But you got
proved to you!
There was a big crowd of mourners at the church house
The section hands laid him in the sand
Trains go by on the rails John Henry laid.
of doors
Man, you're big enough to be an athlete so
You ever play any sports?
Just a little figure skating
Why don't you come up to the house and
Play some
little DJ thing so
I just caught on, matter of time
I'm a fast learner so, then I got into the competition
Where I was like doing all kinds of tricks
and choc'late-coated
Feels like this is
Close to heaven as I'm gon' get
Ev'ry time the phone rings
I rush to answer, hoping that it's you
And, ev'ry time I hear
In the eyes of the world, I'm a loser, just wastin' my time
I can't make a dime
In the eyes of the world, being born was my first big mistake
I
knees in the dirt
And you can try me, fucker, but when I squeeze, it hurt
Fine, we'll lose two lives, yours and mine
Give me any amount of time, don't
reckless, Stratford, not Texas
How they gonna test us? We handin' out testers
You think I'm a flexer? You think I'm a wrestler?
Be sure I'ma press any time
that I'm not like a guy I knew one time
He lost the one he loved then slowly lost his mind
He sat around and cried his life away
Lucky me I'm only crying
First base, god living like a worst race
First chase, throw yo' people and yo' kind
Second lesson, smoke that herb and clear yo' mind
It's about time
of no kind of space man
Because I keep my defenses by my side
And if you ever see me any place or any time
You can bet I'm a holding my bottle by my
the meanest guy around
If I were on his boogie list, I'd get out of town
He'll be so pleased by our success
That he'll reward us too, I bet
Perhaps he'll
gotta hot your crew
I gotta, let you niggas know the time like Movado
My motto, stack rocks like Colorado
Waddle off the champagne, Cristals by
The doors lift from the floor and the tops come off
By any means necessary, whatever the cost
Even if it means lives is lost
And I can't explain why I just
kick it
Got a big money scheme, and you ain't even with it
Hmm, knew in my heart you was the same motherfucker that
Go toe-to-toe when it's time for
Friends
How many of us have them?
Friends
Ones we can depend on
Friends
How many of us have them?
Friends
Before we go any further, let's be
Born with hesitation onto floating stone what better than a river view
A slum by any other name scum
Scum perfect and friendly to a given point
Is it any wonder that the stars just don't rush by
When you're only doin' 60 through this oh-so-vacant night
But it's lacking something big this
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