Lyrics:
MUCH DARKER
Because the Africanism is in EFFECT
So check it out MAN!
And try not to bite the lyrics
POI!
So come in now with the chorus
playing them everyday
Talking about who bad minding them
How I must watch all of my friends
But let me ask you a question please
Aint you known by
I don't know how to make music oh no
I can't come up with an idea for my song's lyrics
I don't know how to make music oh no
I can't come up with
I don't know how to make music oh no
I can't come up with an idea for my song's lyrics
I don't know how to make music oh no
I can't come up with
I don't know how to make music oh no
I can't come up with an idea for my song's lyrics
I don't know how to make music oh no
I can't come up with
I'll never leave you alone
My words will be your home
Through high and lows my lyrics will be your repose
I'll never leave you alone
My words will be
niggas close to heart
Who was a friend is now a ghost in the dark
Cold part about it, nigga got smoked by a fiend
Tryna floss on him, blind to a broken
the swelling tide
Friends and lovers clinging
To each other side by side
Mothers and their daughters
Descending down the stairs
Jumped into the icy waters
conceited, she gotta reason
She got her hair did, she got her weave in and I'ma sweat that out
By the evening you, I don't sweat that now I gotta new
Come
wilson was the president
And summer blew her good-bye through the trees
A child of changing times
Growing up between the wars
The fords rolled off
niggas close to heart
Who was a friend, now a ghost in the dark
Cold part about it, nigga got smoked by a fiend
Tryna floss on him, blind to a broken
conceited, she gotta reason
She got her hair did, she got her weave in and I'ma sweat that out
By the evening you, I don't sweat that now I gotta new
Come
the girls that's in love with theyself
This for all the girls that done did it by theyself
This for all the girls that's I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-T
This for all
I gotta make this shit perfect
Make sure my lyrics are perfect
Make sure my vibe is perfect
The treasure I'm bout to unearth it
Perfect
I gotta make
the commotion quite emotionless
Like what's the reason for the protest
Turns out this brother was stopped by cops in mad traffic
and they beat him pretty bad
to Missouri to one real exciting trip
Then bang of track was broken smashed by a cannonball
That blew in great divided will the nation stand or fall
All
a lady of any kind
Stranger in my bed
Can't recall last night
That's why
I'm sleepin' with Carney Wilson's head
Oh god
Got to wash my nuts
I've
You niggas getting too fly but
Your lyrics are sloppy so tell me
Guess who's back guess who's back
Rick Ross talking facts like 2Pac's back
I'm a Thug
Shit, tired of gettin' shot at
Tired of gettin' chased by the police and arrested
niggas need a spot where we can kick it
A spot where we belong,
night
It had me shook drinking
Peppermint schnapps with Jackie Wilson and Sam Cooke
Then some lady named Billie Holiday sang
Sittin' there kickin' it with
it was caught in a centrifuge
(Herbivorous, crepuscular)
Never did tumble over the side of the hill
(Discovered by a man named Wilson)
Flying down
me and the Mob gotta trunk fulla 9's
Play ya and I'll slay ya
I got thug-made dough by the ha-ir
Ready to buck buck buck and it's a must
To duck
let's overdub a little a little finger p-
No, no, no Clem no!
By greckins you put a little, little bit, a little finger poppin' on thar
it's gonna be
Shit, tired of gettin' shot at
Tired of gettin' chased by the police and arrested
Niggas need a spot where we can kick it
A spot where we belong,
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