Lyrics:
stay clean, plus momma in a Lex four
She with me, what you expect, I live to be fly to death
It's the bird man Jr. sincerely yours
When it rains it
disbelief
Every time we get close
I just run
And the wind on my face
Last rays of the sun
Shine on my skin
My heart slowin' me down
Is all that I can
much preachin'
You put into words
The shape we were in
Goodbye JR
Thanks for all your good
Though you'll never get the credit
That you probably should
shit one more night
All you need is just six more rays (Repeat 2X)
Take one beam of light
Prism acquire
Break the white light down
Seven rays
GUITAR SLEIGH
The elves were in shock, they didn’t know what to say, except,
“You better watch out, and get out of his way, because,”
SANTA’S GOT A HOT NEW
the corner.
Close to the end, down by a river.
Seasons will pass you by.
I get up, I get down.
III. I Get Up, I Get Down
Anderson/Howe
In her white lace
You
And you can tell by the bodies that are left around
When some clown jumps up to get beat down
Broken down to his very last compound
See how it sounds?
volume after volume of my work so you can feel my truths
I built the Dynasty by being one of the realest niggas out
Way beyond a Reasonable Doubt (Y'all
to run
Crumbling down, it's so unreal
They're dealing you in to determine your end
And sending you back again, the places you've been
And bending
grenade
And we some home-made bombs
Finna blow right up in your face
Look at the way you look at me I see it on your face
All your hate emanates but
volume after volume of my work so you can feel my truths
I built the Dynasty by being one of the realest niggas out
Way beyond a Reasonable Doubt (Y'all
Little by little, now babe
I've come a long, long way
Picking up the pieces
That you threw away
Did you give it up
Did I let you down
Either
And on down through the years
You never tried to change my ways
You never made me feel I had to say
I'm sorry
You just get better all the time
And just
We've only got hours
And I just can't stop cryin' 'cause all of the ways
When you see someone dyin', you see all your days
Flash in front of you
Since you never gave a damn in the first place
Maybe it's time you had the tables turned
'Cause in the interest of all involved I got the problem
of the click
All you suckers want to dis the pacific
But you buster niggas never get specific
Used to love her mad cause we fucked
Her pussy whipped bitch
In Philadelphia, PA
Deep in the heart of Texas
And 'round the 'Frisco Bay
All over St. Louis
Way down in New Orleans
All the cats wanna dance with
back to Romeo, "Why don't you just shove off
If it bothers you so much"
They all got out of here any way they could
The cold rain can give you
security to escort us
They go the long way but we take the shortcut
Give me the blonde hair, long weave, short cut
You know the flow sick, came in
all I got
That's all I got (that's all I got, that's all I got)
Wish I could think of better ways
'Cause I lost my patience yesterday
If you
smiled
When you came my way
One, just enough
Two, a little rough
She's a lot better than me
You can't handle it
You better get in line
The sun
the rack
You ain't gonna find nothin' down here friend
Except seeds blowin' up the highway in the south wind
Movin' on movin' on it's gone gone it's all
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreaming (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
baby's all hands in the air and don't have a care
When her song's on the radio
A little crazy with a blue jean tear
Gets a RayBan's stare just about
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