Lyrics:
make another Illmatic"
But it's always forward, I'm moving
Never backwards stupid here's another classic
C-notes is falling from the sky
By now
make another Illmatic"
But it's always forward, I'm moving
Never backwards stupid here's another classic
C-notes is falling from the sky
By now
'Cause if you ain't yourself you end up by your freaking self
I'm coming rugged with the linden boule type of slang
And yo, we'll see who can hang yo
an album called it Slow Rides and Love Songs
I hope you're well
Do you know what
For someone that is so good at talking
I'm so useless at
Outros and speaking
depression
Just starting that chick fully charged it
My soul is his target
Partially consumed by his darkness
Should I fight it or give up and die quick
I'm
the album
Take a trip to Cancun
If you put your heart and soul into something you can too
I'm a model, I'm a mogul
I'm a leader you can follow
If you take me
tell when you hear the cannons
Brooklyn is the heart of the city from where I'm standing
Watching Ralph McDaniels kept me up on my music
Friday afternoon
tell when you hear the cannons
Brooklyn is the heart of the city from where I'm standing
Watching Ralph McDaniels kept me up on my music
Friday afternoon
And it's no accident that these rhymes sound tough
I'm goin' off, baby, there's no turnin' back
I'm on your TV, on your album, cassette and 8-track
And when
nothing from
I think I'm done
I just wanna work on my mental
I really want you by my side that's why I'm treating you gentle
Come be my lady
In the future
though I don't like dinners
Don't be confused by my image, I'm no fuckin' public pin-up
But my heart won't let me say no to a picture
[Chorus]
Uh,
as an album for ears
My heart is beating on 220 BPM
Steal your baby run away like I'm Ian
My lips are darker than the skin of liam
Sex is ok but have you tried
homie I just take my time
I don't stay up on the gossip I just stay up on my grind
If you see the green dot by my name I'm prolly up
Making moves
I think you need help
How many time on one album can you say you're def?
"I'm bad." Yo punk, save your breath
That's weak shit from a weak mind
to do with defeats
I turn all of those to motivational musical speech
Oh, and by the way, guess what I'm doin' to eat?
Yup, rappin', who cares about
know I'm harder than granite!
These rappers heard I'm droppin'
So they push back their releases
Drop a diamond album by myself
Don't need no features
songs to find love, I love this woman
I got some money, I got a reasonable good heart
But I'm low on libido at this age, tkus good song
My fave artist is
got problems, ain't nobody callin' back
Now what the fuck is happenin'
With my ballin' cats?
Remember me? I'm your homie that
Was down to brawl
Sippin'
fathered me
I tell you, mothered by Lauryn
Erykah B, feeling like I'm Missy Elli I get on the beat
You know I freak with melodies, energies too
Climbing
OUT OF MY HANDS
Verse 1
Her heart is all she’s giving me I made a promise to keep
Feels like i’m in too deep
In way over my head
I told her I would
performing it in schools, that I do not condone smoking. Guitars on this track, and on three other tracks on the album, are by Daniel Tan, my long-time
as you dominate my personalized playlist
You're my favorite track on the album
Skipping through all the songs, but when I hit yours, I'm like "Yo, her beat
him Tyler O-Comma
I'm tryna ball like I was Domo Okonma but oh nada
Probably [?] boy I'm just rhyming
They saying bow, suck my genitals
Album cover
(Yeah!)
Bless up
Said I'm over love and under stress so
Can we pretend?
That we can stitch a heart back together
Maybe you can help me to mend it
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