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the life of another girl damaged by the system
These foster homes, I run away and never do miss 'em
See, my hormones just run away and if I can get em back
the runaround
They be new people
When the bring they gun around
Like
Now yo butterflies flew away
My chick see stars
When I take my stroke away
She say I got
YEAH
I know I've been away for so long, I got so much shit to say yeah, I, I feel so alive, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, woah, ayy,
gave me you number anyway you were on the talcum
Powder, how's about them oranges?
Moved away from home to school with big plans
By day, studied
Judy's on the fast lane
She's rising real high
Stretching out her arms now
Up into the sky
I can barely see her
She's fading away
Surrender
the divine collyrium of self-knowledge in my eyes, which had got blinded by the cataract of ignorance.
3. Gurur-Brahma Gurur-Vishnu Gurur-Devo Maheshwarah.
Trying to steal my mojo
Oh no your'e fuckin' with a pro
Who go for dolo
For sure though
A season veteran holy a (dobo??)
Come on now Judge Judy
Trying to steal my mojo
Oh no your'e fuckin' with a pro
Who go for dolo
For sure though
A season veteran holy a (dobo???)
Come on now Judge Judy
I'm bout to body all you niggas who think they really us
By us
I mean my whole team
Addicted like a dope fien
I got too many choices i'm moving round
like it got bit by a grizzly
And these drugs got me spinning like some capoeira
Still rock the slow beats with gold teeth
Ain't afraid to hold heat
pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not
he got two Glocks
All he rock is track suits and Nike socks
And Maybach Mitch on the beat too, bitch
Ooh, bitch, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, bitch, Ike
even more strands
Bonded by trauma, a thousand miles away
You thought we didn't want ya
But we promised we would wait
The years don passed and we went,
of them all
But his macho was dented and he took a fall
Garland sang tragedy touching our hearts
But her life was a tragedy more than her art
Fabian
One minute I'm the closest to God I've been in my life
Months later I'm growing closer to em everyday
Years later got the scriptures all up in my
clost cock the toast and make you see Ghost-s like Whoopi
Have you ever seen a nigga get snatched up by his drawers
And wonder the cause, 'cause big
Terry said to Judy
You're such a waste of time
Sitting watching T.V.
'Cause life has passed us by
Gin's a mother's ruin
Dulls the pain
Three years ago, I wrote a song
Where a bunch of scary monsters left
Their games and got along
To celebrate their Christmas day with me
Well, what do
just say "Happy Holidays" but...
Where's the fun in that? I got an idea...
Christ-ma-Ha-nu-Kkwan-zaa-Fes-ti-Vus-Mas
Cuz of us, it's just this
Do your
not, then what we got to talk about
Hey a lot, if you feeling like savage, she show the smile, reply, you ain't average, but what you gon' do for me
I
gave me you number anyway you were on the talcum
Powder, how's about them oranges?
Moved away from home to school with big plans
By day, studied
Yo shoutout Von Prospa man, he dropped an album
Yo we got, we got Von Prospa in the building today man, yessir
For those of you who don't know
is in
Well I know I've got something for your body
Earl
Earl playing by himself, man
Earl playing by himself, man
Earl playing by himself, man
know I've got something for your body
Earl...Earl
Earl playing by himself, man
Earl playing by himself, man
Earl playing by himself, man
Dennis
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