Lyrics:
a good look at your book but I knew
In times of tenderness in terms baby so true
Until such time as I can understand all the things you do
Want
mama's gone
Educated lady with your college degree
Amazes me why you just can't see
Learned everything from your books on the shelf
But no one ever
I'm a menace crook
I did so much dirt I need to be in the Guinness Book
From the s*** I took from people
I reap all your fat s***, jack
Back
dirt I need to be in the Guinness Book
From the shit I took from people
I reap all your fat shit, jack
Back to the criminals sect
I leave crew after
the judge throwing books
Like niggas read, we just know about the jooks
Clipped L's in my ashtray
Higher than a motherfucker I'm half baked
Spending money
read no books my books straight
Nigga having plenty funds
I'm having good commissary
I know that you wanna trade me some
I feel chain gang rich
I jump in
your heart
Like the book tells you so
Just like the wise men
Following that little star
Don't hide from Jesus
He knows where you are
Don't run, can't
(dey play, dey play)
Your mate dey fly jet you dey fly fence (dey play, dey play)
Your mate dey book ticket you dey book hookup (dey play, dey play)
Your
Problem is, I've, I can't remember what
Oh well, I'm sure it'll come to me
Where you off to?
To return this book to Pere Robert, it's about to lovers
judges throw the book
So this is for my niggas
Trapped in them dungeons bidding
No commissary coming so you know
They guns are spitting
That's just the way
the first time and they don't make a cure for that
So you eat your breakfast, read a book
Open up your window, be alone
Life is sweet life is sweet
yeah
To keep from getting chills
Look at all the books I've read
In my lonely single bed
But when you say love, oh
But when you say love, oh
But when
and carpet
A study in scarlet
The room doesn't talk
And the furniture nods
As I pass
Heights marked in pencil
Kitchen utensils
The books don't say sorry
They
the most
You don't get thanks for loyalty]
And all your friends, they've gone and sold you down the river
They've got your phone book now
[Once your life
on me
Told 'em I was sideways doin about a buck 50 in Salonto County
Sheriffs pull my ass over, and book me caught me with a gun
And a bunch of Alezah
Dividing up all the books by the covers
Like it ain't hard enough simply being me
(Like it ain't hard enough simply being me)
Or could I sum you up just
stop hugging me and repeat that I'm a grown up,
you remind me that I'm reflected in many things...nananana
Houses, books, cars, travels, newspapers'
ねぇそのままで
We're almost there
急がないでいい たまに cry with me
Wait for the storm to go away (woo, woo, woo, woo, woo)
With a favorite book in my hand
壊れないように
Icing on the candle, wax in my mouth
Ripping up an entry where I wrote about
Looking up a book that I'm destined to read
I love each my friends
in a haystack
Got more bitches than date apps
But I don't ever rate apps
What's good?
She always get picked up like picture books
I'm the big bad
wasn't on the same page but in
The same book of life so I paged you when
I felt you that were getting off of work
Or either when you're on your way
mama's gone
Educated lady with your college degree
Amazes me why you just can't see
Learned everything from your books on the shelf
But no one ever
tomorrow
Give me schools
And give me better books
So I can read about myself
And gain my truly looks
I don't want nobody
To give me nothing
Open
Born to bleed with desert dream
With no illusions and no need
Made of steel but not for real
To feel is to sin
Turn blank pages in an empty book
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