Lyrics:
air I breathe.
Are you lost in the plate glass sermon?
Don’t call it death for me instalment plan,
She’s putting the armor on my back,
Rigging
and round
(These are the days of our lives)
But I wish it would stop and let me off right now
(These are the things we must go through day by day)
We
year
I just put a new whip on the E-way
Then I ran my bands back up like a relay
Certified junkie
I just pop the tag on the Benz, it was Monday
I
Right now
Let me take you by the hand
Right now
Put your lips at my command
Right now
Fly me off to lovers land
Baby
Don't you leave me
put my hand upon the lever
Said let it rock and let it roll
I had the one arm bandit fever
There was an arrow through my heart and my soul
mind unloose
Go hard and watch the sun rise
One night'll change your whole life
Off top, drop-top, baby it's a no-brainer
Put 'em up if you with me
[verse 1]
Full blown
Rap rock and roll
Whatever happened to solid gold?
Ain't like it can't and won't get sold
Sold by the same cats
Stole yo soul
Right now, let me take you by the hand
Right now, put your lips at my command
Right now, fly me onto lovers' land
Baby, don't you leave me
Right now, let me take you by the hand
Right now, put your lips at my command
Right now, fly me onto lovers' land
Baby, don't you leave me
and play-o
Work it out, work it right
Baby's lock 'n load tonight
Work it out, keep it tight
You're so rock and roll
Sold your soul now, baby
Put the radio
producer name is Soundwave and he
Gives me beats by the batch
I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh lord please don't let me be misunderstood
My
thru easily
Bitch trippin off DMT
Word of Mouf that's DTP
Put yo ass in that DDT
Ab-Soul, that's TDE
Pass a blunt, grab a cup
Keep it cold, these
I just scraped it off the top (cut it)
Got it off the road, off the curb, off the block (cut it)
I was already sold out of work by ten o'clock (cut
Fighting Temptation
Yo Beyonce, Free, Mc Lyte why'all ready
Let it put it down for da clubs
Ladies! (yeah) We got dat beat dat make you jump
thru easily
Bitch trippin off DMT
Word of Mouf that's DTP
Put yo ass in that DDT
Ab-Soul, that's TDE
Pass a blunt, grab a cup
Keep it cold, these
enemies
I'm tryin' to feed my soul with thought
Gonna sleep off the rest of the day
Sometimes no one wants what we got
Sometimes you can't give it away
Now
don't you wanna go, don't you wanna go
Just put your hand in mine
Talkin' 'bout heaven right here on earth
Gonna make it, gonna make it real
Don't you
These veterans is slipping, they ain't doing it the same
I don't slip, set a pick and put a shooter in your lane
Precise, 'bout shoot them at the range
the stencil
Fuck your whole image, I'm with Cole Bennett
I don't know what the fuck they done told niggas
I put all of my heart and my soul in it
I met you
theology of rhymin'll touch the soul
I spent many nights bent off woods
Clutchin' the bowl, stuffin' my nose
Some of the cons, I suffer from prose
My
let it blink, nigga, I don't think (oh)
Your hood Titanic, we gon' make that shit sink (straight up)
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been
like I'm tweekin' off blow
Except it ain't via the nose it's from deep in my soul
The street slang I be speakin' in code
Kick in the do's, freakin'
Don't want to wait 'til tomorrow
Why put it off another day?
One more walk through problems
Built-up and stands in our way, ah
One step ahead,
a bamboo viper's face
And I'd be dead but by God's grace
Drive on, it don't mean nothin'
My children love me and they understand
And I got a woman who
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