Lyrics:
{Look man! You're botherin' me G
I got shit to do right now, aight?
This is for De La Soul, you know what I'm sayin'?
Word up I got shit to do you
Everyone was there to meet me, comin' down the hill
Newspapermen eating candy
Had to be held back by big police
Someday, everything is going to be
Baby, it's a blessing, yeah
You got me thinking that I was too mean
Well, everything that I say I believe
Tuck a knife with my heart up my sleeve
you suffer
I didn't mean to make you cry
You didn't mean to make me suffer
You didn't mean to make me cry
Oh my darlin'
Oh my lover
All
glory
Duke is not a joke, and I ain't gotta story
Every time I grab the mic it's with the sole intent
To rip shots and give you 2OO percent
Man, I'm
yeah, yeah
We gettin' pay day, day yeah
Say everything that I want (yeah)
I don't need it, I got it already
Tell me what you want, uh?
According
said Daddy, when you gonna put me in a song?
Storm went right on by
Thanked the Lord everybody's alright
Don't mean to throw off a second line
But
I wish I could believe you, then I'll be all right
But now everything you told me really don't apply
To the way I feel inside
Loving you was easy
(all, all that glitters is not gold)
Ma, we here, we gon' cook this Sunday, okay? (And all gold is not reality)
So come by (real is what you lays on me
'round squares treat beats like cotillions
Brooklyn in my blood
Jersey in my genes
What you mean
E for everything
Nigma is the team
Pure dope on the these
Ah ah ahh, ooh ooh ooh
I wish I could believe you, then I'll be all right
But now everything you told me really don't apply
To the way I feel
it's a blessing, yeah
You got me thinking that I was too mean
And everything that I say I believe
Tuck a knife with my heart up my sleeve
the tv set
And to tell you I was feelin' mean
An I thought a while
Tryin to make some sense
Out of everything that I have seen
I was addin' the score when
understand
By the touch of your hand
I would be the one to fall
I miss the little things
I miss everything about you
It doesn't mean much
It doesn't
everything cool
But I know people that died in that pool
I know people that died in them schools
Now what is the survivor to do?
Got to no trailer, you
the low spark of high-heeled boys
High-heeled boys
If I gave you everything that I owned
And asked for nothing in return
Would you do the same for me
your number and go on home,
The doorway was there, which is by the phone!
I've told ya I love ya, now get out!
Baby, please leave me be,
You want
your number and go on home,
The doorway was there, which is by the phone!
I've told ya I love ya, now get out!
Baby, please leave me be,
You want
And when will we learn to control
Tragic visions slowly stole my life
Tore away everything
Cheating me out of my time
I'm the one who loves you
No
Together you and me forsaking them all
Deep in the night and by the light of day
It always looks the same, true love always does
And here by your side,
Hey, Mr. Dream Merchant
Everything depends on you
Oh, hey, Mr. Dream Merchant
Bring him back to me
And make my dreams come true
When I said
mean that kid
That nearly lost half his brain over two bricks of cocaine?
Gettin' his dick sucked by Crackhead Lorraine
A f***in' shame, duke's a lame,
you
Closed the door and left me blinded by the light
Don't let the sun go down on me
Although I search myself, it's always someone else I see
I'd
soul should work
My father gave me my shotgun
That I'll hand down to my son
Try to teach him everything it means
I'm a man of my convictions
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