Lyrics:
people still say that
Less busy, more laid back
Take me down where the beer is cold
The fish get fried and the fireflies glow
Roll me down an old
confess it
He must be more so I'm fine being less than
Spirit invested, fully undressed
David in Zion it's cool if I'm foolishly pressed
Getting these holy
challenge was answered, in less than a heartbeat
The handsome young stranger lay dead on the floor
Just for a moment I stood there in silence
Shocked by
back)
Uh, so everyday I go hard
Real nigga and all my niggas real niggas
Came from making real figures (too much money) nothing less
No regrets (let's get
less than a heartbeat
The handsome young strager lay dead on the floor
Just for a moment I stood there in silence shocked by the foul deed I had done
Move around
The further you run (You know C4p just keeps getting' better)
The more I will kill you
Move around motha fucka move around
The further
till i cant run no more.
Let me bleed it’s for better of-course.
It was fun but the weather was poor.
Seeing tsunamis come for the shore.
Less is more
WITH DAMNATION
THE AKUMA IS PLAGUED BY CONSUMPTION
HEADSMAN QUITE CONTRARY
SEE HOW THEY RUN SEE HOW THEY HIDE
THE MAIDENS ARE ALL IN A ROW
THE MORE HE
here
I came for that check
Nothing more nothing less
Making money is my career call me the rap cashier
Soon what I make in a day will be more than I
they get is 50 cent franks
And papayas, from the village to the tele
Time to kill it on your belly no question
I got more black chicks between my
always was girls on my penor,
And I fell victim to the vagina.
But when it comes to the ass chase,
No thank you rather run in the cash race.
To the world
His fire
was put out and his maiden-devouring license revoked. Maiden devouring out
of season is punishable by a term of not less than 50 or more than
relieving pains,
Te iubesc 真実の歌’s by unique grace!
Chorus Repeat x1
Bridge: Natasha Remi (Sung 8 Bar’s):
いつも どこ に でも You are my ソウルメイト,
Is it true love for
A different kind of love, oh
I think I got a girl crush girl crush
Wake us up, they goin' and the night is young
I just wanna take you by the hand and run
Show
like semen, Mc's is scheming
Tryin to bag me baby black you must be beemin
Feenin, I dont know who gased ya head up
Im straight up, for less niggas have
when I landed
I'm waitin' in my hotel room
Seems like we're arguin' more and it's gettin' less romantic
Yeah, I think she'll be able to tell soon
But
you stuck up with a bonky business
See me run like a man on mission
Like man on mission
Say yes to drugs, fuck up ya system
No more hugs and no pot
Made up stories of threesomes, they must just be seeing double
Run for cover, here comes trouble
My heart is growing cold so I gotta sleep with warmer
And frees an eagle instead
It's more or less the same as the things that you said
I see trouble up the road
Like the things you found in love are by
mentality is distorting your reality
Actually the more you speak make me think where I'd rather be
I don't care if you hiding me, cause I won't sponsor
if you study Egypt, you'll see the truth written by the masters
My niggas is chilling, getting high, relaxing
Envisioning, owning shit, yo it can
like timeout
No disrespect to your broad I know she might be your hard
But mine is more like my brain, without her man I'm insane
Got down b****
more than a spot order
My flows cause fire then bring holes
Takes more than a pump to out this little punk
'Less that pump is a twelve, and I get
give em something to stress,
More likely even less.
[Chorus]
My life! (My life)
Lil' nigga bailin' through the hood,
Livin' crooked like I
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