Lyrics:
to come in twos and threes
Don't worry 'cause
There'll be a better day
One thing I can promise you
Just keep on keeping on
I swear to you
There's
this rhyme
Then bring your big bad ass to California
'Cause we ain't hard to find
Influenced by crime, addicted to grindin'
Where I can pile up my
We'll make you
So much better than that
So much better than that
I know that I've let you down
I know I go with no crown
Humble as the day I's found
ba ba dom
This is raggamuffin from di ghetto yutes camp
Anyway mi go mi seh mi must leff mi stamp
Marijuana weh mi smoke dem seh too ignorant
love love love
And it's so much better than I'd ever planned
That this is love love love love love
Baby boy one day you'll understand
That this is
better
Thought I was brighter than a Polo sweater
No pops was like Martin with no Coretta
So many things you could have told me
And saved me
spinning on me?
Fuck you think? We gon' get married still?
Fucking Mary had a little lamb, this ain't a fairy tale
Fairy godmomma better tell you how I
his thumb
Aes' hid the drum, keep paint under his lung
Ugly proof an old dog learns more
Than a runty puppy
You better have appreciation for this
baby
Guess who loves you more?
Hey love, guess who loves you more than he did?
Guess who treats you better than he did?
Girl, me, that's right, me
they hadn’t seen
Black people on TV
So people would stare at me all the time
There will never be another Backstreet Boys
Not in this day
And age it’s
have mine if you want to
Two is always better than one but I heard one is better than none
Sorry but I need that back
Last night you were dancing
Listen honey, to every word I say
I know that you don't trust me
But I'm better than the stories about me
Everybody messes up some days
Ain't got
offense, cuz you up on her too
Like Mikey Budd
Lemme get a beat by Badu
Oye lil mama better slow ya role fast
Unless it's ass or cash
Y'all already know
done it
She has no idea what is coming
Broke her teeth, left her unrecognizable
Baby's dead
He would think better that
Than paying child support
And yeah
Ten years later, I love you too sons
I do life in the box if they ever fuck with my two sons
You're my lil' man, I remember the first day you came out
like those niggas baby those are marks
I met this girl on Valentine's Day
Fucked her in May, she found out about April
So she chose to march, Ha
Damn
wars going on
And it's way bigger than thugs, this shit's deeper than drugs
Suicide bombings, and air attacks
All the planes that were hijacked,
feel like time passing me by slower than a slug
While this feeling inside of my body seep in like a
Will you hug me, rub me on the back like a child?
know was get out and get it
I stay on the grind all night â¬"til my feet go numb
Blowinâ¬" moâ¬" weed than Cheech & Chong
Livinâ¬" by the motto: To each
factor in this part
I wish you'd go and plainly state
The status of your heart
So when my friends would ask, I'd say that you were just a crush
I told
yeah
See, all I know was get out and get it
I stay on the grind all night 'til my feet go numb
Blowin' mo' weed than Cheech & Chong
Livin' by
Met him about two months ago
Said his name was gym
And that he'd make me better than before
So we work it out every day
We be makin' heads turn
Now the parking lot is empty
Everyone's gone someplace
I pick you up and in the trunk I've packed
A cooler and a 2-day suitcase
Cause there's
revolution here is ever to be viable,
And we become the rightful owners of this shipyard.
So it's a one-day stoppage, or an overtime ban,
Or a work
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