Lyrics:
Perfect release from the top of the key (three)
Step back, pull up, swish cheese (swish cheese)
Slam (ooh), got the crowd out they seats (up)
One step
the way to go, play your role
But you don't hear me though, this what I'm living fo'
Hustle till I get mine, grind cause I need mo'
Shots release, too
That is why I call you now
On this phone
So please
Oh please
Don't hang up on me (Hear me now)
Release me let me go
Release me let me go
Release me let
Good Evening
I'm reporting live from Sunset Boulevard
Where many excited fans have gathered with candles
Awaiting the much anticipated release
another look
Sweet release, she's lettin' her love show
Sweet release, I'm lettin' it all go
Take me, please, won't you take me, please
Oh, my sweet
From this wasteland lead me home
Now I
Find my life in Yours
My eyes
On Your name
Arrest my heart
From its reckless path
Release the chains in
Shot Down,
Was a proud young bird
Flying high in the sky
I was shot down
Uh uh huh
I got 'round
Any sweet piece of pie I could take
I would
from this dreadful place
Inside my mind, I cannot stay
Please, can you take me away?
Peace, I will not obtain
Release me!
Release me!
Yeah!
Release me
Don't believe in yourself, don't deceive with belief
Knowledge comes with death's release
Aah-aah, aah-aah, aah-aah, aah-aah
I'm not a prophet
a loaded gun
And then I shot, shot, shot a hole through everything I loved
Oh, I shot, shot, shot a hole through every single thing that I loved
Am I
Tell me how it feels to lie
Keeping everything inside
I'm ready for the truth from you
Release me
Release me
Release me
Release me
Release me
shot
The cops shot the kid
The cops shot the kid, the cops shot
I don't wanna hurt nobody
We just came here to party
See a few dames, exchange
Don't believe in yourself, don't deceive with belief
Knowledge comes with death's release
Aah-aah, aah-aah, aah-aah, aah-aah
I'm not a prophet
I don't mean to, to alarm you
Can't you see now, it overtakes you
You're declining, disintegrating
You're gonna lose it all
This time you're wasting
fo' I spray
I'm tryin' to live up
B.G.:
Young thugger, baby gangsta
Thug or get popped
Off top
Aim my pistol straight for head shots
I release
I don't mean to, to alarm you
Can't you see now, it overtakes you
You're declining, disintegrating
You're gonna lose it all
This time you're
his love back his heart was cold
Well, he told me his love would never end
And he sold me and I bought it once again
Shot down, shot down by lady
I need to be cleansed
It's time to make amends
For all of the fun
The damage is done
And I feel diseased
I'm down on my knees
I need
I'm molasses hung in rent
Read a sponsor one shot, no post-show
Tear it off, but not a lot, it's not enough to debate
As if you blame real
senses reeling as he cried, "I understand you"
(Sweet release, sweet release)
Try the handle, try the doorway, try the path
Try to enter, to enter
I'm molasses hung in rent
Read a sponsor one shot, no post-show
Tear it off, but not a lot, it's not enough to debate
As if you blame real
release, I'm smokin' trees
I bought my shit, I don't need no lease
So fuck you up like Master P (perfect)
This shit right here a masterpiece, I'm comin'
it with ease
Whenever I shoot my shot green on the release
Situations I can handle, Kyrie yes I'm nice
Cross over like mini SUVs stopped at red lights
Because you had to be a big shot, didn't you
You had to open up your mouth
You had to be a big shot, didn't you
All your friends were so knocked out
You
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