Lyrics:
guard ya grill
'cause where ya goin you gotta watch your back
Judge, god damn another nigga didn't make it back (Mr.C)
My lil brother Kevin Miller rest
(future in your eyes)
Thought of all my love for you sometimes makes me wanna cry (makes me cry)
Realize all my blessings, I'm grateful to have you by my
(future in your eyes)
Thought of all my love for you sometimes makes me wanna cry (makes me cry)
Realize all my blessings, I'm grateful to have you by my
Unrestrainable, nonchangeable M.O.P.
From the dark side my family provide knowledge
To determine if niggaz like you can live or die on the street
This is
lame boy didn't make the league
Feel the love but they hate on me, with the top shottas and the MVP's
I don't tell no lies, but I just got to flex
And I
feel like time passing me by slower than a slug
While this feeling inside of my body seep in like a
Will you hug me, rub me on the back like a child?
or anyone in my clan
Touch me or anyone in my clan
Make you leave like a clown fucking turnaround fucking turnaround
I'm like Bob Dylan but I got a mission
from the norms
And soon millions of folk
Records were being sold
By the early sixties, Dylan, Baez, Phil Ochs
Were doing intellectualized copies
(B.o.B)]
Okay, you got that (I'm gone, mayn
I kinda, I kinda feel like I got you, man)
Hehehe (I had to kinda show you up, man
I ain't really wanna make you
enough
cant keep my drank in my double cups cant keep yo hoe off my fucking nuts
you got the bob you gone smoke or what egyptian bitch make me feel like
Sometimes I'm Bob Dylan put blood on these tracks, for real
So, God-willin' you'll feel what I'm spillin'
Yeah, I never quit, I'm still syndicatin' up
Me
Bob Dylan
Fare thee well, my own true love. I'm leavin' the first hour of the morn.
I'm bound off for the bay of Mexico and maybe the coast
ClassiQ
Cheeese
Dylan( FEELING THE CREW BADLY)
it’s 49beatz
Baby girl come whine for me
(I want too make u feel alright)
Baby girl come whine for
As a wannabe rock star
Oh to sound like Dylan
Me and my beat up guitar
Trying to live the dream
Find my identity
Make it big eventually
But with you by my side
My bitch got a body like Alba
What up dog? I'm the alpha
So you better watch out, bruh
And that goes for anyone around us
Planted the money tree with
i think i might be in love with you
I wish but I can't so I won't
I cry my white tears
My smile is ilegal
Did you know that atoms never touch each
here
Your eyes looking at me in the library
Sexy confidence you walk so pretty
I think you're shutting up my love worries
I think you woke up my buddy
the flame inside
You bring me back to life oh-oh
When I'm broken and shattered, you make it right
With your love, you resuscitate my weary soul ooh-yeah
don't think they really, really understand
All the pain I feel just to make em jam
Now here I go, in the studio
Now can you feel my heart? Can you feel my
charge, but
I got a hunch like your back when it's arching
When I start attacking your squadron
You'll feel like MasterCard when I'm charging
So take
paper then make me some more
I'm tryna live right in this bitch I'ma tell satan a nigga want smoke
'Cause I'm feeling like Dylan back up you're too close
do
My only concern when I approach you, is to roast you
I smoke you and whoever you standing close to
And make every man in your crew deny that he
tried to shake it, man, I can't believe this shit is real
Heart pumping on the 101
This shit right here ain't no fun
Live and die by the gun
Get you
grandpappy
flashbacks of money in my mattress flip it over now you see how i'm packing
had a love for mathematics wanna play then buy madden
proud
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