Lyrics:
the bread
By the loaf
Backwood
Full of dope
Bag my dreams
I see you and you see me
And we both scream
Sweet ice cream
Sprinkle all your love on top of me
I've walked for miles my feet are hurting
All I want is you to make love to me
Am I hard enough
Am I rough enough
Am I rich enough
I'm not too
a symphony followed by an ending that is bitter sweet
Especially since police came to see the crime scene so I left it incomplete
Had enough evidence on me but
An insomniac, depression stirring in the psyche
Hand me the pills so I can be unlike me
I fight me with a pack of cigs, I know I'll win
Bury me six
Me and Frazier goin' in, you know we very respected
When we done, these other rappers gon' need therapy sessions
Breaking barriers, doing whatchu
kiss
Check the surroundings
Snake bitches might hiss
Seen too many niggas set up by a bitch
Closest niggas gettin' to me is a diss
Is a diss
(Is a diss)
my baby leaves me
There's one other thing I wanna tell you right here:
People in the cemetery, them are all alone
Some turn to dust, and some have
Bein' taken by the ones who got the least amount to give
Hi-de-ho, hi-de-hi
Gonna get me a piece of the sky
Gonna get me some of that old sweet roll
Gonna find me some of that old sweet roll
Singing hi-de-hi-de-hi-de-hi-de-ho
I wanna tell you
Once I met the devil
He was mighty slick
Tell me baby if it's so wrong
Then why does it feel so right?
I get cravings when you're not around
I want you by my side
Tell me baby if it's so
make niggas follow and I lead, I make bitches cum, then I leave
Virgil Maybach be so sweet, we just get 'em, ain't no beef
You can get her back, I
with the 6 because we got them bodies,
Cause we got motion we can show you how to make a dollar,
We stacking lil algebra Bitch I been a problem,
B.T.A
veins
Life has no mercy for the weak Get back on your feet and Show me what you can do Super set, no stopping
Until we’re through Take a hit, scratch
by the rules
Pills in my body rocks on my sleeves
Yeah him he can stay me and you we can leave
Chorus:
We all in the club drinkin that clear
Yeah, yeah (yeah)
Sham's nine times ultra
Wu-tang (brrrat)
Herbs two times great (uh)
You heard of me, son (big up L.A.D.)
Four, six times ill
got the feeling
Baby we don't need no reason
Sweet dreams are nothing
Because of you, you, you
Sweet dreams are nothing
Getting messed up by the looks
As the watchtower crumbles down
The law, is written
Dissolve, tradition
Breathe me in and spit me out
Dismantled and disemboweled
Soaked in blood I'm 6 feet
Down
until he clipped and end up dyin' out
They play with me, my dawgs gon' flash by the sun down
You think 'bout trickin' on that mud, dawg, she's so run
again?
Now I'm six feet under
Oh brother, oh mother
How it hurts
Caught up to another
A fighter, a runner
How it hurts
Held together by mystery
The world seems so small
‘till that sweet bassline kicks in
Major seven on laid back beats
My heavy heart on lightened feet
Skip all sad songs about you
time, we'll be your friends, we're here when you cry
It's skeleton time
Move your skeleton feet, or dance with zombies they are really sweet
Swing your
You make me strong
You make me weak
You lift me off my feet
You give me hope
When all my dreams
Seem like they're out of reach, yeah yeah yeah
Three of my main dudes four door Gran Coupe
Five bottles in each six models at least
Never sevens and eights
Just nines and dime pieces
You know me, I’m
the stories told by Stony and Cottage Grove
The world is cold, the block is hot as a stove
On the corners
I wish I could give you this feeling
I wish I
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