Lyrics:
reflecting in your eyes
Day after day after day the world will pass you by,
You forget to remember
I just want to talk
What do you want?
But you've
Sometimes I wish you would
Just leave me alone
Sometimes I sit and not move
Staring at my phone
Just hopin' on the screen will start shaking
by treachery and violence
And they will crush you in return
Your destruction is my pleasure
Your spite the fire in which you burn
I'm the true son
a kiss
We walked along through the city
And I held her by the hand
When I am gone will you miss me
Think of how our love began
Underneath Manila's sky
We
like Atlantic Starr
New Birth, Wildflower was that jamming shit by far
And Eddie Kendricks' voice will have you singing in your car
I know, I know, I
Things I wish I didn’t know
I wanna forget them
Not gonna let them
Take me down, I’m a fighter
I made it out of the fire
Burn by the flame
I will never be
(community gated)
Looked in the mirror like, "Nigga, you made it" (nigga we made it)
Thinkin' 'bout all of the charges I skated
From robbin' and takin'
Then, I Sinatra shot ya God damn you
I put the boy in the box like David Blaine
Let the audience watch, it ain't a thing
Y'all wish I was fronting, I
Things I wish I didn’t know
I wanna forget them
Not gonna let them
Take me down, I’m a fighter
I made it out of the fire
Burn by the flame
I will never be
Things I wish I didn’t know
I wanna forget them
Not gonna let them
Take me down, I’m a fighter
I made it out of the fire
Burn by the flame
I will never be
I've faced the competition
I've made the hard decisions
Will it be worth it in the end?
Taking any chance that comes along
Getting hard to tell what's
he talks to the part of us
Which insists on drawing profiles on prison walls.
In that moment poetry will be made by everyone
And there will be
heart
Did you fart? You smell like crap
Everything you say is cap
Why you always talking smack?
You don't wan' get Will Smith slapped
I walk around with
Come listen to my tale 'bout a pretty little girl
That I chanced to meet on the prairie
T'was a night in June by the western moon
That I met my
never cared for his children
Never cared for his wife
Never made anyone happy
That's the way he lived his life
And one day in the sunshine
He got a bolt
daughter
That really love me, for the **** that I taught her
Will Smith on the guest list, pops is the king
I'm the fresh prince, forty oil tune, kick ya
a fool with a mental disorder, and it's probably your daughter
That really love me, for the shit that I taught her
Will Smith on the guest list, pops
of my t.v. screen.
24-7, You wait for me.
Entertaining angels
By the time I fall to my knees.
Host of heaven, sing over me.
Entertaining angels
wave like they stoppin' a taxi
On a six, in a Lamb', but I'm not that bitch Mary (Helluva made this beat, baby)
Four-one
They counted me out, I came
(ATL Jacob)
VVS's dripping down my neck, I'ma drown ho
Smith and Wesson, thinking I'm a game, I'm like Rambo
Came a long way from the trenches
the definition)
'Cause I'm a roman-romantical man
Wish I was sarcastic
But I'm feeling it
Like every second
We're all surrounded by shards of glass and not
renaissance
And I know that my debutantes
Been keeping the legacy going
By flowing so involuntarily seamless
Me and my team is finally reaping
What we been
bitches
While I remain inside a
Paradox called my block
Though gunshots is promised to me
When will I stop?
I hit the weed and hope to God I can fly high
You wouldn't have never went nowhere (nowhere)
Girl, I should've been right there
How do I breathe?
Without you here by my side
How will I see?
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