Lyrics:
I'm thinking sometimes
Man , i got too much pride
Your face is something so unusual i had to race
To get to you
When you're around me , you fill my soul
VERSE 2
Don't get me wrong
This is not man bashing
I can't believe
That is ain't not quite adding
Up To the plate you will not step
Done dropped the ball
VERSE 2
Don't get me wrong
This is not man bashing
I can't believe
That is ain't not quite adding
Up To the plate you will not step
Done dropped the ball
VERSE 2
Don't get me wrong
This is not man bashing
I can't believe
That is ain't not quite adding
Up To the plate you will not step
Done dropped the ball
falls on strangers, travels free
Yes, I know now, traps are only set by me
And I do not really need to be assured
That love is just a four letter word
and you jealous
43 and can't keep a man, because you careless
I'm too generous, so my kindness is took for weakness
You don't want to see me nut up, I
You'll just never do it
And these are the blues of time
And the blues of a woman
And a man thinkin' of her
As time goes by
There is nothin' I can do
no.
You'll just never do it.
And these are the blues of time,
And the blues of a woman,
And a man thinkin' of her
As time goes by.
There is
I'm steppin'
Then the muthafuckin' weapon is kept in
In the stash spot, for the so-called law
Wishin' Bone was a nigga that they never saw
Lights
beret
Bring on the refills, you see we feel
The name of the brain game is kill or be killed
I'm an expert, who will be the next jerk to try?
Let me
[talking]
Man, I've been thinking
What you've been thinking about man?
Ever since Country Grammar done spent seven million
Millions I told you
That
to Recieve
That hate don't hurt me
Believe me I'm good
I'm forgiven
I'm covered by his blood
And the day some ever do happen to Me
What it is gangster what you
need to address
You taking up my time
So there’s the door
I need a better man
So leave by 4
It’s 3:55
So hurry up
You keep acting stupid
Now your time is
Young Pac n****
Are you ready?
Seen you in the club lil shawty I'll make a move
You don't got a man I see that you staring too
Ain't no one can stop
Im droppin im choppin got me joggin
mother fucker with a brain got me thinkin that here jorkin it(ahh)//
Im gonna get em gotto run em got a nigga by
the beans I promise I don't need your help
Put me in the ring with the reaper
Couple of rounds and we gonna get deeper
Cut that man deaper than all the scares
petty
It's kinda hard to stand tall when most of y'all against me
I'm just being real man, I'm just being honest
I told them that one day our victory was
Here to tell you this is gangster music and booty shakin' music
What we call it is that gangster party
If why'all ready for that gangster party, let me
he walked into a girl named Shante
Third in line you know its me
Mc Shan ha ha in the place to be
Mc Man he made them beg
He is the man who is
advice but that ain't sit wit me too good
Gotta lead by example they ain't doing what they should
Told sonny J and don C I do this for the hood
Real street
and I’m not crazy, man this is
The realist that it could be I’m just fucking with you and you fucking
With the real me
Designated by Big Pharma
No wonder we sick and we dying
Tuskegee Airman Experiment crimes
Hit us with Syphilis need I remind
They must've forgot
That music is
doing in this life for the Son of Man
Woe to me
If I don't preach the gospel when I rap or sing
For it's by grace that we're saved
Man there ain't no
a torment for a man
Whose beliefs are taken by the fear
Souls filled with total apathy
Hearts don't feel at all
Love is dead
Feel too much afraid
To live
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