Lyrics:
clowns
Me and my crew, we keep it Trump-tight
Live yours boy, this is my life
I stick my chest out so there's no doubt
I had enough, no trust, win I
on the doorstep
With nothing to forsake
But we might as well be anyone's to take.
So, I give myself to strangers
Like I gave myself to you.
The tenderness I
from
Niggas on Xannies
Mommy on crack how we going
To feed the family
Might as well start selling it
Everybody inhaling it young, black
And intelligent
she left that night, still gives me a chill
And though our separation, well it chilled me to the heart
She still lives on inside of me, we've never been
Boom, b-boom, b-boom-boom
Drive slow homie, drive slow homie
You never know homie, might meet some hoes homie
You need to pump your brakes
pineapples talking diamonds by the jar
She never wrote a song but I know that she's a star
[Chorus]
Something about her probably can't live without her
and me, I might be
The closest representation of God you might see
Pay honors like your momma young sonna and take a right knee
The passion of Pac,
in my heart
It's gonna be alright
Yeah in my heart
We're gonna be alright, alright?
In those dark places
When no one belongs
Well have been shattered
join us, please
help us make the world a safer place to live in, join us to save lives, it
Might be yours or someone you love.
Well, harry, i hope, i
we've come and how we still have to go really far
Like "baby, look at how we live broke on the boulevard"
But all she ever want me to do is unhook her
are living it up
Oh yeah, we're living it up
Oh yeah, we'll be living it up
Oh yeah, we're living it up
Gotta be living it up
Oh yeah, we're living
do eat
Play by rules and you might live
And I try to do this shit for the kids
But y'all got different prerogatives
And y'all rot in hell
And I dwell
Boom, b-boom, b-boom-boom
Drive slow homie, drive slow homie
You never know homie, might meet some hoes homie
You need to pump your brakes
too late
Right now, we can't wait
She won't have a second try
Open up your hearts
As well as your eyes
She tried to give a cry for help
She even blamed
the ten by four, controllin' the house
We live in hard knocks, we don't take over we borrow blocks
Burn 'em down and you can have it back daddy, I'd
Cancun
Get it, nah forget it, soo woo I live it
Made the letter B more famous than a Red Sox fitted
But that was suicide, I don't live in Judah's eyes
Half
is beginning
And by the time you get where you belong
You're either losing or winning
Well, I don't know how but people seem to know
When you
we've come and how we still have to go really far
Like "baby, look at how we live broke on the boulevard"
But all she ever want me to do is unhook her
Cancun
Get it, nah forget it, soo woo I live it
Made the letter B more famous than a Red Sox fitted
But that was suicide, I don't live in Judah's eyes
Half
I had a first cousin called Arthur McBride
He and I took a stroll down by the by the sea side
A seeking good fortune and what might be tide
'Twas
you fuckin up the crib son
You make life look like I don't want to live one
You might as well hold your breath until you die
In a corner somewhere,
through
It would be so easy
To live your life
With one foot out the door
Just hold me baby
'Til we ain't strangers anymore
It's hard to find forgiveness
find
You just might need me
Well, baby just be aware
Of how much I still care
Oh, I need your love
[Chorus]
Dayton's in his hand
Keys in his hand reason again to let you know he's the man
Back when we rocked Alesis he had dreams of Caprice's
Drove by
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