Lyrics:
my mind all the time)
To blow your mind (blow my mind all the time)
Don't waste my time, baby (blow my mind all the time)
I blow your mind (blow my
ya don't see me at the crib
Mean I'm on the road
Puttin' food on the table for my kids
All my hungry hustlas made it
Stick to your ribs
Ain't too many
Uh, I got this shorty on my block always clocking my rocks
He likes the style and profile I think he wanna mock
He likes the way I walk, he sees my
Flesh from my blood I caress
Right on the page so it's fresh
I take my time, but express
Lot on my mind, but I guess
It's just in my genes like
Uh, I got this shorty on my block always clocking my rocks
He likes the style and profile I think he wanna mock
He likes the way I walk, he sees my
Forever wild from the cradle to the grave
Kid, watch your back, one time's comin' always (Yeah)
They lock me up for 12 days, I can't comprehend
Now
big so
Still that ain't no way to be talking to your kids though
I can't believe the way you call it
Gotta believe in him, and dissing her own
experience was limited and underfed
You were talking while I hid
To the one who was the father of your kid
You probably didn't think I did, but I heard
a back-to-back, snatchin' your cracks in black
There was a snitch on the block gettin' niggas knocked
So hold your stash 'til the coke price drop
I know this
life's a game I'm not playin'
Bitches don't mean shit to me anymore
I have taken my blows I'm still standin'
Now as time went on the the two kept
times, so your ass a lame
I'm down to die for this shit, all I need is bail
You better stick to the movies with Steven Seagal, bitch
I know you
(Hey Robbie, hey Kylie)
(Wanna do this one more time?)
(Oh, yeah)
(Mm, yeah)
Me no bubblicious
Me smoke heavy tar
Me be groovin' slowly where
Here we go we gonna send this
One out to the old school
All these motherfuckers in the
Bronx, and Brooklyn, and Staten Island
Queens, and all
it'll be no more
Maybe I want some more
I guess it's time to explore
Didn't I blow your mind this time?
This time
Didn't I blow your mind this time?
This
Forever wild from the cradle to the grave
Kid watch your back one time it's comin' always
They lock me up for 12 days I can't comprehend
Now I
mouth shut, too
To you I had no words to say
My experience was limited and underfed
You were talking while I hid
To the one who was the father of your kid
when I became the news
I was fearless, like a renegade
I had a feeling, that I can't explain
I didn't listen, to what people said
I came I saw I
DON'T THINK I DON'T LOVE YOU
(Dallas Frazier)
« © '66 Blue Crest Music »
Your old cheatin' heart has finally caught you
A thousand times I told
without me
I needed some time just to be away from you
Girl I'm brand new
But for real
Who's that new kid on the block
Who's that new kid on the block
at cha
Got nothin' but love for ya, do your thing, boy
Yeah, all the homies that I ain't talk to in a while
I'ma send this one out for y'all, kna'
until I cum, no one can stop me
My bump and grind'll do ya every time
Come get a blast of this thug passion that'll blow your mind hey!
Throw up yo'
won't find your whereabouts by stompin' 'em out ya man (what?)
We killin' New York, even in Compton they understand
I'm on the block where you was
of attention, this is clever, I'm Pau Gasol
Really though I'm LeBron, really don't got my mind
On this new school of rappers I will really go Columbine
I'm unemployed and I'm on the block
Now we 'bout to blow up, now we 'bout to blow it
We the rascal, dead cam, punk kids
Runnin' through the club,
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