Lyrics:
to entropy
nosedive sick up in the solar
Fames just a piece of understanding
Cats don't really want to go to
I am free
My sheiks weird rocks across
and gentlemen
That was no hype man
Yeah, same team
Yeah, it was just me though
Ya feel me
Shouts out to the gentlemen Barbary Yaw
I go by the name of Legendary
the weekend
Try to find an escape
Reality is just a game
And I don't know if I wanta play
Is this who i'm supposed to be?
Cause all I can really see
Is my
alone
Fuck everyone else, I'mma party by myself.
Do this shit all night, I don't need nobody else
Fuck everyone else, I'mma party by myself.
Higher than
in rockin' shit I go to docs to get
A fish wish with cheese, I don't mix with MCs, 'cause I just don't like them
But I'm still maintaining
They can't keep a good man down (yeah)
All these people smile, but they won't me to frown
Gettin' by when I shot 'em nine rounds
They will never
go down, down, down from our youth to the ground
Down, down, down from our youth to the ground
We might always be blue
Jackson
Don't wait too
everytime I get high I watch the time pass by like away we go
Is it ok to cry when you're dying inside?
Seem like codeine is the one thing that help take my
When we were introduced by your girl Ruth
I knew that you got down
Skin caramel complexion
Lips chocolate brown
I'm wondering now
Would you
They asked me where I get my soul from
Let's go, yeah
Jackson 5 shit
This is it (yeah)
Yo, uh-huh, right, yeah
Ayo, niggas wanna clap me, monkey
a five by seven
Will I finally get to go to ghetto heaven
Got my bitches on the outside writin' me letters
And they tell me they love me and the shit
Count my bankroll, what she gon' do to me I cannot expose
She said I slide on beats like Michael Jackson
Ooh, ooh
Count my bankroll, what she gon' do
Plus, how else do you think she's paying for college?
Guys! Listen!
Yeah, Gus. Don't be so rude
I'm sure Leonard's news is incredibly
Thrilling and way
bein' greedy?
She said I gotta
Get the fuckin' money
Get the fuckin' money
Get the fuckin' money
Get the fuckin' money
I don't want the Jacksons I just
Rich by popular demand
The wait is over homie
Yes it is
A town connect
Know the city gon' feel this
Damn right
Say Toob I know you see me
Say Chris
careful, cherry, 'cause I'm the King of Pop, pop, pop, pop, goes my weasel
Now ya looking like Jackson Pollock's easel
My suggestion is you don't blow 'til
I feel so good
Yeah, let's go
We ain't rockin' no shell toes
Fly Giuseppes, got brimstones on my Velcro
Strapped, lookin' like Michael Jackson
parters over land, huh
Now listen, I be wit killaz, guerillas
Ridaz and head bustas
Drug dealers, wig splittas, and fed duckas
Don't be with no false man,
and the rain stayed on
And the swamp water overflowed
Skeeters and the fever grabbed the town like a fist
Doctor Jackson was the first to go
Some say
Janet Jackson
I'm off three double stacks and I'm lookin for that action
Gucci Mane you stupid man I love the way you flowin
Ridin in my drop but I don't
case you don't, I sure hated to see you go
Just tell me what it was that brought you back home again
Was it the cotton fields stretchin' nearly
in that next room sparkin'
Me, I let that Henny flow, meet me at the tele' hoe
You don't do the tele', oh, fuck it bitch you gotta go
Workin' wit'
as you go?
"What if" is the question, can I ask then once more?
Yeah, yea, yo
I flow calm
But don't push
What if Saddam
Hung Bush?
What if "One
don't ever see her dancing
Moonwalking Michael Jackson
By the way, I can't feel this pain
By the way
Run out of my way cuz I can feel your change
Ran up I
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