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In my ear nigga try talking 0
I'm da king told Shordy call me pharaoh
Sipping zurp purple drip grape dinero
Nigga talking shit while he on his last
Montreal.
He caught his daughter
In the blouse by the light
And he said to himself:
"She looks all right!"
And he reached for a tit
And grabbed it tight
for words I found none, without a sound
I left the house with a sick smile and took my gun
Now I'm out bugging, whyling, what I'm goin' do?
Call my
hips
Shake they rumps, bass thump
Believin they could fly by the way you jump, player, uhh
Hip-Hop mayor, fat rhyme sayer
From the Boogie Down
hoes, and ridin Vogues
I live a good life, in my pursuit of happiness
I'm so glad, to get to the point of havin this
opportunity, for you and me
of the dead Nazarene
I watch the storm approaching
The darkness calls my name
The trees are growing restless
They feel the season change
Their fruit has
bandages, or heal ya wounds
Nigga I got shotty's and semi's, I love 'dro and Henny
I'm brown and skinny, but I've fucked up so many
I got QP's
the illest MCs
F being cool, when I pass by you feelin' the breeze
I'm hotter than hell, my mission is to burn and attack you
You want it with Swel? Oh well, I
be your last warning once you walk past the doorman
Ali and Foreman gonna lock ass until the morning
Marvellous finances provided by Joseph Mobutu
the news
I had just seen ya show
And mane I know that I should call more
It’s no excuse but building relationships ain’t in my core .. you know I love
[Slug]
All she wanted was a little bit of solid
Feels like love, it doesn't matter what you call it
Heal those cuts or hide em underneath
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
Nah, loyalty and love is different
Loyalty is some shit, like, you gotta see
Love, people throw that shit
still haunt me
I just miss when you call me
I can tell by the way that you saw me
I can still feel it when your heart beats
I really miss making your
the lights
To let you know tonight's the night
For me and you, my part-time lover
We are undercover passion on the run
Chasing love up against the sun
We are
marks bro
And most people want
A piece not the part tho
Billy Bob Thornton
No witness I'm in Fargo
Call me if you need no history
Can't trace these
Cause baby when your with me I give love one last chance
Maybe by coincidence
Or maybe not at all
Knocked from place to place
Into your arms I did fall
Product of the slums with
Rich white folks' money
And the police got no love for me
But I'm not scared of nothin'
Mass incarcerate us
Man and then they call
What they do in civil war, in peacetime they call crime
Climb inside my dream of love and pray for better times
Better times
Oh, Barbara Lee, reckon
its sadder for us to get caught up by the po-po fo sho'
And what about our boys and young girls
In their wicked young world
Coming to school wit'
get it)
You didn't call last summer you forget it (You forget it)
My loved ones see my stories you regret it
When I'll be dead let the flowers
to you
Late night, tryna find my love on a late night
Date night, take you out for a great night
Ain't right, you know that it ain't right
When you call
you like I might die tomorrow, ayy
I'ma love you like I might die tomorrow, ayy
I'm probably gettin' money if I ain't call you, baby
I'm probably
you run away or run up to?
If I gave you the right of way,
Would you give it up right away like that last scribble with that number two?
Shoot,
love
Yeah, yeah
Sitting by the ocean
Thinking about devotion
Time is flowing in slow motion
Im about to call you, I feel alone, but I wont say a word
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