Lyrics:
but, two hours of pushin' broom
Buys an eight by twelve four-bit room
I'm a man of means by no means, king of the road
Trailers for sale or rent,
Every night I go down to this same little joint
Fill up my glass till I reach the point past remembering
Where the music is loud the conversation
Two hour long conversations on the phone, can't get you outta my mind
Baby are you feeling me, feeling you
Everything you say and everything you do
of the situation
And we entered into a conversation
It seemed to last the better part of the next two songs
Now I didn't say and they didn't ask
But Fred did two
on give me that salvation
(Give it to me)
Round two, blunt rotation
You gon' get me higher than a spaceship
(All the way)
Won't stop till the thighs
I'm 2 pac
She wants the spotlight by any means
Give the world, she will never be pleased
Put you to shame is norm on her list
She will kill men like
From the Class of '65 got me planning, planning
Standing in a room full of faces (in a room), I knew them all
But I could not place the names with
it
I'mma everyday struggle 'til I get to the top
I study Em, BIG, Tech N9ne, 2Pac
Come to my crib unannounced I got a big t-tato pie
Hopped up 9.
the fit
Dre Productions something
Got my product out here bussing
Too short got me cussing
2pac got me hustling
Water keep me thumping
Life is how you get
Isn’t it amazing?
Two different souls from two different places.
Find a way to meet each other,
Holding onto one another in loves brace
Make
since the last open conversation you had? Oh no
And did you see the void in the past?
And can you ever see it comin' back?
Well can you always be
Biggie, Tupac, Moses and Abraham
Jason, the one and two's, jamming with the sun of man
I've been kicked, I've been stabbed
I've been shot, I've been ?
deep inside
Couldn't help but feel this could be a wild ride
[Verse 2]
Late night conversations
Secrets we'd share
Every touch
Every look
Felt like we
The evening breeze caressed the trees tenderly
The trembling trees embraced the breeze tenderly
Then you and I came wandering by
And lost in
fill
In the air fill
In the air fill
Yagaman
Get loss
Take a 5
Tighten up right
Conversation too long?
Hoot finite
Hoot
Take a 5
Tighten up right
Y'all really be talkin' too much
Singin' and singin', and
Singin' and singin', and singin', and
Y'all got too much conversations incriminatin'
measurements don't exist
On the radar a
Little blip in the shadow of motherships
Been smothered and brashly muffled by
Hucksters of global spin
Like the sign
Having conversations with mama, man my life is a mess
Ain't been returning the texts, so she been reading the press
She got Google Alerts, them
too soon
Tripping
Perhaps by choice
I like to feel the magic
Can't you hear it in my voice
We don't need no steam roller
We don't even need
fatal
Hidden messages, conversations with my angels
Just walk with me and you'll see I'm tryna save you
Most times I'm by myself I'm still confused
dreaming dreams each blessed by night
I will find a promised paradise
With you there, I'll spend my life
In our hearts there are no others
We are bound
the years
You'll only cry those happy tears
And though I'll make mistakes
I'll never break your heart
I swear
By the moon and stars in the sky
I'll
quarterback
Every word is like a sawed-off blast, 'cause why'all all soft
And I'm the black hearse that came to haul why'all a** in
It's for the hood by
Oh babe you spin me like a 45
Fuck up and put your arms around me
This conversation's through no fault of mine
"I think", "I think", "I think", "I
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