Lyrics:
left to prove
What's there left do
10 minutes without a hook
I made it feel like 2
2 albums in the tuck, got one with the crew
That 3 times, its up, its
to myself, Elizabeth, how are you going to keep your head above water? How are you going to survive? How are you going to get out of this mess?
The only skill
thang
More slain, progression thats my motto
Vietnamese Hanoi Brain
Like this Ho Chin Ming City
South East Asia, got me on my peace treaty
StoyOck Turn
"Well, since we're recording tonight,
And we're ah, we're indebted to you to
Let us be on your album. We have to thank
You for that, this is
Hey guys
Let me start by apologizing to you
For the way everything went down
On Saturday i had a statement typed
Ready to post to you
Guys but
a human
Right? But I'm left without remorse
Lesser mind of course
Here come them meds they 'bout to force
Can't pick my head up off the floor
Friends
the good that we had
And the inside jokes that we laughed in the past times
Gotta eat it every time I see your back side
You passing by shit I'll never let
Eyes red lips dry nigga bloodshed
Satisfy always high nigga enough said
Intensify more love nigga mislead
By beauty her charm nigga been dead
Shots
just keep avoiding the obstacles
Aye Aye
Said momma I made
Momma I made it, your son gon famous
No lie, loyalty's what I go by
Stack and flipping it
going
In the arms making workplace
Then they pretend to be gripped by
Some sort of political reflex
But all they're doing is paying dues
To the Military
of black people, so
Conjunction junction, what's your function?
Bein' a scout, or sellin' out?
Look in the mirror at yourself, eye to eye
And say: who am
what's your function?
Bein' a scout, or sellin' out?
Look in the mirror at yourself, eye to eye
And say: who am I?
A solid change, have to rearrange
of plastic pumps for the after party
Yo, by the way, go get my album
Damn
Millze cillzan sillzome plilzay dilzzouble dilzutch
Hilzzoo?
My gizzirl
of plastic pumps for the after party
Yo, by the way, go get my album
Damn
Millze cillzan sillzome plilzay dilzzouble dilzutch
Hilzzoo?
My gizzirl
from the people in my past life who left me
Scars on your legs you remember the story
Scars on my heart you could never heal for me
Scars on your heart
and you'll get smoked and I hope
That your fans understand when you talk about sprayin' me
The same records that you makin' is payin' me
Motherfuck Dre,
and you'll get smoked and I hope
That your fans understand when you talk about sprayin' me
The same records that you makin' is payin' me
Motherfuck Dre,
Platinum shit
Album match the wrist
Please don't talk too much they say they can't resist
All I ever listen to's my common sense
When I started off they said
the eyes still tell her lies
Off kilter rhymes provided by the slime
Some of em survived but most of my niggas died
I was on the line
Life was on the line
Hip-Hop, was put off by your appearance, silver grillz
Black contacts, face tats n' bod tats, but 'cided to give it a shot
N' was blown away by the way you
I trust that everyone is enjoying the music
As the title of the album suggests
This was meant for your listening pleasure
While you are being done
really need you
The eyes are wide open! This ain't nothin' to sleep through!
Downward spiral, down to die for
Your false idols for the final
No more
Don't know why it took this long to let go
My flaws always targeted by you
But I hang with you cause your one of the few
Who hasn't left me, or at least
Trainwreck
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