Lyrics:
Improvements, righting all my wrongs, Writing bout my mental health
Improvements, We just get along me and all my L’s
Improvements, They make me more strong, I
The Second You Gone
by L-B
Album :
Submitted by :L-B
Corrected by : L-B
Intro/Chorus:
The Second You Gone , I Shed tears baby.
The Second You Gone
bring? Nothin' but pain and one in your fuckin' brain
Ain't nothin' changed since the album, I'm still wildin'
I'm still violent I've been waitin' for
on faccio nulla per l'hip hop, è l'hip hop che fa per me
Teraz hip-hop robi dla mnie, hip-hop robi dla mnie
Minęło sporo czasu odkąd mój album
Y a d'la com, y a d'la bonne
J'sors l'album que si t'achètes
Et j'sors ma bite que si t'es bonne
J'suis pas Chinois mais j'bosse à la chaîne
I'ma soldier!
Stick in my chrome receiver, and I fins to get it on
Influenced by the dolja
Blastin' at the rollers
Callin' couple of soldiers
I'ma soldier!
Stick in my chrome receiver, and I fins to get it on
Influenced by the dolja
Blastin' at the rollers
Callin' couple of soldiers
Le business, c'est comme un
Tour de bicyclette
Parfois il faut mettre un frein
À l'amitié ou se
Prendre la selle dans le derrière à cause
D'une
get out of it
Any and all should fall, many are small should call
Naughty By Nature the creator of all y'all
Show hope, show no hope and can't cope,
fête, yo
Quand j'appuie sur play j'bouge avec la vibe
Ça fait jump-jump comme une trampoline
Écoute l'album, après rembobine
Dans les maisons, dans
does it come from?
It comes from me scamming the dumb ass bum bums
Jesse we have to cook, but we do it by the book
Millions of dollars, yeah thats
the one
Limbo y’all ducking
I don’t even got a gun (aye)
Duncan Hines nigga got cake (woo)
Might move to L.A. like I’m Blake
Everything cash you can’t
far I've come
But If I said l wanted change my past a lil would I sound dumb
Turn all my wrongs into rights by the time I'm gone
But how would I write
of power over
Two hundred-fifty-thousand albums
Sold worldwide and this ain't even half
The potential I possess
Invest while I reflect
Look me in the eye
number one out of ten
This beat that you're hearing is a primary example
Of some shit you can accomplish not worrying about a sample
I'd rather be loved by
Thank you, thank you If you made it by far to this part of the album
Thank you I just wanna thank you, yours truly
Thank you, Mack Johnson thank you
like
Put the mic down nigga
Aye
Another album in the mix
I'm bout to have them looking sick
Established underground rapper
Still will go platinum in this
Up and coming I just got a dollar and a dream
I ain't scared to grind I'm finna eat by any means
Before they strip my life away, I'm finna make it
croire ces mots, dis-toi
Que je viens de faire un album et qu'il va classer l'auditoire
Triple X
It's not usual, the game be, all up on some South shit
Straight west coasting, you can tell by my outfit
Red 'nati fitted, "Blood in, Blood out"
ask about me, see if you ain't heard
When the gun is tucked, untucked, nigga you dies
Like nunchucks held by the Jet L-I
I'm the one, thus meaning
else)
Fuck arguing and harvesting the feelings, yo, I'd rather be by my fucking self
(Self, self, self, self)
'Til about two AM And I call back and I
ask about me, see if you ain't heard
When the gun is tucked, untucked, nigga you dies
Like nunchucks held by the Jet L-I
I'm the one, thus meaning
the club
We throwed them hunnids not no ones
Throwing them hunnids we fuck them
Whole by the firm
Step in the club
Pocket full of hundred, no ones
Choppa
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