Lyrics:
surely is a dream, yeah
Say, mama, this surely is a dream, yeah, woah, yeah
Hangin' 'round downtown by myself
And I've had too much caffeine and I was
that's beautiful baby
That is truly beautiful, this shit is
Pimpalicious see what I'm sayin
(juvenile)- I just love that
that upstate bus reminds me of the slave ships
But then the bible never saved shit
I guess that's why every juvenile is in the same predicament
You want
turmoil suspense
Trapped in this gutter
Residence I'm convinced
We commence to smash
Hit the cash is all we wanted
With the desire expired
'cause every hood
obligated, to be a Juvenile for life
It don't change robbin' shit in this game
I know you heard about that 7th ward, 9th and the rest
But who's
If Pirus and Crips all got along
They'd probably gun me down by the end of this song
Seem like the whole city go against me
Every time I'm in
some sluts, up in some guts
Just back, in the cut
He thinks he's King Tut
Cain't fuck, this nigga up, cause just
The nigga luck that niggas
Really love
Huh? (Yeah yeah) the fuck you know about this shit
You ready to die, OK a-why
Where is that, you ready
'Cause they ain't touch the bad guy, OK
I'm
locked up
Cause that upstate bus reminds me of the slave ships
But then the bible never saved shit
I guess that's why every juvenile is in the same
Full of them pounds is how I'm found, ayy
Who gon' fuck with me? Tell 'em, I'm waitin' for 'em
Who gon' to fuck with me, tell 'em I'm waiting for 'em
You seem to occupy his time
I bet by now
You know about me
And you know about me
Is it me? (Is it me?) Is it you? (Is it you?)
Tell me who
Who's
passin' by)
What makes me fall?
She has it all, just look and you'll see
So you ain't telling me a thing, boy
I'm tellin' you
Who's wonderful, who's
me as crazy
As the world was over this whole Y2K thing
And by the way, N'Sync, why do they sing?
Am I the only one who realizes they stink?
Should
feel some type of way then, aha, yeah
Fuck is you talking to?
Aye, do you know who you talking to?
Slide on you like fallen drapes
God toss full
of may,
Who by very slow decay,
And who shall I say is calling?
And who in her lonely slip, who by barbiturate,
Who in these realms of love, who by
very small boy
Obi na boy
Obi na B.O.Y boy
They never see this type
Obi na boy obinna, obinna, obinn
Obi na very small boy b.o.y boy obi is a boy
Obi
surely is a dream, yeah
Yeah, mama, this surely is a dream, yeah, woah, yeah
Hangin' 'round downtown by myself
And I've had too much caffeine and I
Full of them pounds is how I'm found, ayy
Who gon' fuck with me? Tell 'em, I'm waitin' for 'em
Who gon' to fuck with me, tell 'em I'm waiting for 'em
bet that's why
You seem to occupy his time
I bet by now
You know about me
Is it me? Is it you?
Tell me who
Who's the other girl?
Who's
These things
That I've
Been told
Can rearrange
My world
My doubt
In time
But inside out
This is the working hour
We are paid by those who
take away from me
'Cause life is like a slide show
'Cause when I look back at a fly young cat
Who could rap with a dream, look where I took that
the rest is history
You're all alone in the freezing cold
By the underground
Your hands are numb and you're feeling dumb
Cos you been let down
You thought
that strong
And now it's Russel and Kimora even Jordan and Wanita
And to top it off Brad left Jen for Angelina
What the hell is going on in this World
kinda shit
The only celebrity who give a fuck less than me is Marshawn Lynch
Glock in the stash as a backup but the MAC'll burst
Cripple your style,
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