Lyrics:
BetYalife
Yeah
I Know
Yeah
I got 3 Questions
Right for your mind baby
Girl don't really stress me
Do you
Really want me?
Do you
Really Love me
Do you
It's rainin' outside like a muh fucka
Been grey for about three days
Bottled up inside like a muh fucka
Won't be brought down by your ways
It
I was so glad to see you
I hope you never come around again
I was so glad to see you
I hope you never come back my friend
One time
Two times
Three
5ayfeen
Kul Yom 3alena shoghul ameen
Empieza tu trabajo con bismilah al rahman el Raheem
Nefta on the beat , Unfiltered Z's, brought to u by Zieed
Who u can
hot wire.
Chorus
The Smithy's brother he was there, a mighty man was he,
He lined them up against the wall and fucked them three by three.
Chorus
There's three types of niggas in life
Niggas that make it happen
Niggas that watch it happen
And niggas that don't even know what the fuck is
the boulevard
Of Martin Luther King
And I had a dream
That my whole team
Got their diamond rings
Phantom down the street
Not just two or three
I had
time
Permanent holiday
Seasons will come and end
And we still pretend
I hear the birds fly by
They leave their nests behind
The same 5 vinyls
The same 4
Oh, I guess it's the season
They tear up at Terminal Three
Wipe their eyes, hold you tight, and watch you leave
Do the same with another five friends
pass through components
Energy gets transferred
This bulb lights up in a moment
To understand you need to know 3 words
Now the first words voltage
Its
I Will lift up mine eyes unto the hills : from whence cometh my help
2 My help cometh even from the Lord : who hath made heaven and earth
3 He will
the fuck at this new whirl odor
So I piss
[verse 3]
Some things in the air
When the smoke clears
Will it only be white folks and black jokes
How many be
Thinking bout all of those days I left behind
Nowadays it seems I'm watching life just pass me by
The world is spinning beneath my feet
Behind my eyes, I reach for skies that tell no lies
The earth, it cries for change that can't be televised
We polarized and synthesized by stimuli
I been balling
Balling so hard for like 3 summers
I had to get it by my own run up these numbers
I guess I'm the one they gotta go to when they need
When you wake up at 3 a.m. and you
Realize that god's creatures are far from perfect
It's worthless
To engineer a fault meant to be
When you fall
can see that golden light and I am found.
Just don't ask what it's made of.
You can never tell by taste.
Pleather seats at 3 am and this carpets has
think about what you looking for
(Two, three) for
(Two, three) for
(You'll see)
Yo, me and MJ go back to the eighties (word?)
She used to roll with
I just want to sit on my doorstep
I just want the days to go by
I just want to remember the feeling
But all I feel is buried deep inside
I can't
to his Hush Puppies
Wrapped around trauma, everything realer than fuck
Tajuana left my nigga niece live comma
Three young Italians, suited down personal
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Nasza scena to nie scena to scenka
Wypuszczając tą
flipped it
Hit a lick, paid cash, said nothin', pimp shit
All of this was around spring eighty one
I was in the life and had a good three year run
Anyway,
Every day a nigga risk his
Life for this 'nero
Lil' tory, ayy
36 I got her working by the kilo
I'm like fuck the system fuck the
Judge and fuck my PO
as etched stone
A cup of ashes, a bit of bone
A drop of blood, so given free
To call upon the witches three
In the Black of the night
I can't seem to find
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