Lyrics:
"Dateline" are the best exposure
Now you're still, on the news and everybody knows ya
Yeah, yeah
By, my, side
To all the niggas tryin' to get me it's, by
you’re my brother, why are you doing this?”
“We were meant to start our next album, come on, man, get a grip”
I see Dan, he’s dead, so that must be a trick
ain't got to get all extremely too personal on your albums
When you not surrounded by bigger artists to fucking boost you
Nigga you called me, I didn't
Security is here!
You heard the man, please leave this place
Before I shove my weenie in your face
If you're being gross, you don't belong
And you
guns too
It's not to be a racist, but let's face this
Wouldn't you if we could trade places?
I got lynched by some crooked cops and to this day
Them
jaw hurts, it'll lock up
Why can't just you love me for me
Girl you're not what
You said girl you're bothered
Was grateful I taught her
To be what she
don't wanna end up dead just to feel alive
I wake up in the morning, lot of things that I don't know
I try to call on you but I guess you're not by your
too
You're dead to me
Yeah I'll hit you with that one two
Fuck your face
Give you a taste of pain
Complete disdain
When I hear your name
I retain my
don't give a fuck
Ur bitch is giving me uck
Big batty ting come around
I got tyrell on lock (down)
Yh he never came around
I'll smash his face
don't give a fuck
Ur bitch is giving me uck
Big batty ting come around
I got tyrell on lock (down)
Yh he never came around
I'll smash his face
Dre?
You went there looking for me?
Boo, that excuse is too lame
Keep playin' me, you're gonna end up with a huge goose egg
You fake, lying sl-, you
tomorrow or just excuse my complacence
I didn't think that I could near breathe on a daily basis
Without having her right by my side, our smiling faces
for dead
If no one came to help me out
You're the only one here knowing what I'm going on about
You found me hanging by a thread
And took me underneath
sacrifice
adored and explore me
these delusions
my only vice
hold my hand
i'll lead you into
the dead silence
take the stand
i'll worship you
Oh, it must be a pain living this stuck up
So be grateful, at least
When you waste my time
Still, I'm thankful, at least
That you're wasting mine
Why
and you gon taste the end
I'm fucking sick of these children lately I'm taking heads
Dying by my hand is an honor I make the Grateful Dead
shining flashlights like where the weed at?
Stay in your place, see you guys smoke blowing in your face
And it's hard to stop it once we came to drop it
full
They wanna put my face in her penny then discontinue me, I'm still grateful
If we're not allowed to age gracefully
I'm putting it all out
the views in Miami grateful for another day
I can't trust her or i'ma get messed up
Surrounded by negativity got me stressed up
Been chasing Ms because i love
My gosh
I am grateful
My gosh
I am grateful
I am great to be fooled
By nothing only
By the ones who talk the words
That are needed to be heard
[Intro: Killah Priest]
Black Market bitch, it's crazy, the album's here
Right there, Black Market, Black Market
Walk with us, yeah, the album's here
get way up, counting dead faces 'til my bank like a graveyard
Gotta give it space to take shape so ima let my dreams follow me, I don't chase none
And I
This is your album, so that means you definitely got to get funky, so run it
[The D.O.C.]
Swinging, singing a brand new rap
On a rhythm concocted by
normal off of drugs
I just don't get it
And then I saw John Cale
he's been looking really great
He's been coming by the office to exercise with me
.png/300px-Grateful_Dead_(1970).png "Grateful Dead")
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