Lyrics:
try to get it right
Dre promised me records, I never got 'em
That's why I had nightmares that a nigga shot him
For all my albums missed records
Felt he
He's two wheels close to God
His captain Lynn sailing by his side
He'll never leave you lost
Though his arms can't squeeze you tight
He'll hold you
Beep
Dr Dre
Ay ay Snoop whattup this your nigga dre
Ay man I was thinkin' I ain't said shit on your whole motherfuckin' album
So check it out put
Beep
Dr Dre
Ay ay Snoop whattup this your nigga dre
Ay man I was thinkin' I ain't said shit on your whole motherfuckin' album
So check it out put
out, drink till you pass out
Ain't scared to die
Drunk driving in my glasshouse
Niggas is under me, they bitches come to me
They heard the stories nigga
[Marsha Ambrosia]
To everybody who knows my story
To all of those who came before me
My time is now I'm goin' do it all over again
Ain't nothin'
she mop it (mop it)
She lick it, she top it
The bitches, they swappin' (swappin')
Don't try me, it's by me (by me)
Feel me, it's on me (on me,
that you're gettin' your stories from, they all clowns
I am a war general, seasoned in preparation
My jacket is covered in medals, honor and decoration
you say G.O.O.D. Music?
Can you say G.O.O.D. Music?
And we do's this.
Uhn. Get ready for the next dynasty nigga!
Finally Famous the album comin' soon
Yeah ladies and gentlemen
I'm introducing to you
Second Nature album
By Erywon
Yeah
Second Nature to me mean something you can do easily
Without much
up
I hope that you like it, but even more importantly than that,
I hope you feel something as you hear the story play out
This album flows like a mini
have niggas in beef
Dat slick talk followed by some stick talk then sleep
Pissed off, I done took my fifth loss this week
Big dog, I can scratch that
listenin'
And I'm a smooth operator by instinct
Word to Sade, walkin' 'round broad day
Like hey, with the windows down, I'm on Broadway
And it was just
Tick tick tick boom
Switching the beat like
I'm switching my face
Don't go by the crowd boy
I set my own pace
She wanna tie it up being my lace
nicknamed her Missy
She lives alone out in New Orleans, she always tells me she miss me
But such as life, this story's real, it's not a movie by Disney
Hey 'Pac, it's yo' boy
Hey man so far I've been listenin' to your album
And I ain't heard nothin' you could kick back and smoke a beadie to
You
the endin'
My short stories winnin' and keep the beats spinnin'
[Chorus]
You know the name, P.E.!
You know the game, P.E.!
We ain't for the game
We for
Lip Stories
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Emptied up in a random room
Bandaged up and clenching tight
We're holding hands and sweetly
Telling eachother lip stories
story plan
I'll serve life before I end up six feet
Rather talk through mirrors than a cemetery
This shit light weight until I drop my album son
Then this
(1209 Squeeze)
(30, you a motherfuckin' fool, nigga)
Nah, nah, nah, nah
I had to laugh, it kept me from crying
Said it was all good, but I was
Who squeeze triggers, but they don't pay you to be active
Peep game, I'ma teach you how to rob a rapper
Catch a nigga lackin', he slackin' on IG live
sound of hip hop
Presented by the spectacular and malicious Villain
Mr. John Anthony
Making this to be one of the artist's more uncompromising albums
Mmm mmm, yeah
Oh I like this
I wanna tell this story
A little story about umm
A brother who you would think has everything goin' for himself
But
is the stupid waste.
So pick it up and don't put it down,
A newer story in another town
I see you bleed
I know you feel the squeeze
Time heals
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