Lyrics:
the fines
My dulla been full of these
Indescribable thoughts that seem to
Eat up at time
And every time I look up my grind has been
Dim and slowed by them
From this vantage point
This scenery is connected by these suburb streets
Even when I don't know why
You put these lines in front of me
Find someone
wanted me to grab it
I pleaded my case but she wrote the pink slip
then I just shoke my head I said I don't beleive this
she sent me to the head
She want money and clothes dats a fact
A big house and ring but she don't know how to act
Paid bills and thrills and that's a fact
Better know how
a fear of fallin'
Wondering why we bother with love, if it never lasts
I say, "Can you believe it?"
As we're lyin' on the couch
The moment, I can see
the door, leave the cold outside
I don't need nothing when I'm by your side
We got something that'll never die
Our dreams, our pride
My heart beats like
I aim for the kill
Aim for the skies
Came for the thrill
Came here to rise
Came to be ill
Came here to ride
Came for the bill
Aim for the prize
I aim
dollar
I'm all about that money an power
And if ya feel me then holla
If you can't you's a coward
I'm all about tha dollar bills that I make
It's a day
me I know
Trust me you gotta trust God
I believe
Trust me you gotta trust God
On me, on me, on me
Trust me you gotta trust God
I believe
Trust me you
Taking them pills, I need by my side The odds be the bills, no one really care for me
Soft bitch, I put your barbie She wanna fuck me in my Versace
I walk
pictures and all sorts of other shit
Ya'll don't believe in Big Foot
Better believe in me
Cause I go hard like Big Foot
And I'm as real as can be
Ya'll don't
Michael Jackson Cover
Written and Composed by Michael Jackson.
Rap Lyrics by Bill Bottrell.
Produced by Michael Jackson and Bill Bottrell.
Aaow
on
The homie Great John on the beat, by the way
Don't Come Outside, Volume 3 out now
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
I'ma fan Heavenly Father but
a fear of fallin'
Wondering why we bother with love, if it never lasts
I say, "Can you believe it?"
As we're lyin' on the couch
The moment, I can see
'm surrounded by skinny motherfuckers with glass dicks
I'll jack Jack and Jill, smack Bill Clinton and his bitch
Tell po po they can't fade me I'll kill
say gay bill passed it's final state senate
Here to comment is Kate
I heard about this law and I think it's amazing
You know when I was in middle school
fuckin bills
By any means necessary, gotta see my momma in
Another day, another dollar
Every 24, I'm thinking money and the power
Go on! Get it! Go on!
read on the side of the road
The next town is 125 miles away
And these very words came into his mind. He said
By the time I get to Phoenix, she'll
scripts by whites like Mr. Al Capone
[ Bushwick Bill ]
Yeah
America
A land that made Christopher Columbus
A historian for bringing madmen, white slaves,
me the secrets to surmount the plot
Believe and stand by me, step into my world and see
What my life has finally become to be
Step into my world
the fuck I went wrong
Took the wrong turn, wrong path
What's Wrong With Bill - Inspired by swords that kill
Coldhearted, how can a person be taught
She stole my heart just by the way that she smiled
I couldn't resist so I grabbed her butt
She said what's wrong with you fool are you some kind
She stole my heart just by the way that she smiled
I couldn't resist so I grabbed her butt
She said what's wrong with you fool are you some kind
we bother with love if it never lasts
I say "Can you believe it?
As we're lying on the couch?"
The moment I could see it.
Yes, yes, I can see it
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