Lyrics:
that you talk so well
But just know "Its Ohk To Cry", don't feel 100 all the time
But I wouldn't have it "Any Other Way", I just want you by my side
I
talkin, offendin me often
They don't believe you dead, wanna see you in your coffin
I can relate, shootouts and court dates
All Eyez on You, n****z in
and she's down with The Roots crew, and she go by
The name of Miss Jill Scott
I want y'all to put y'all hands together
Uh, uh, say what? Give it up
'm trippin from all that smokin weed and drinkin
But I knew she wouldn't do it on her own, so I provoked her
Punched her, kicked her, and chocked her
She still
Bumping Jeezy first album looking distracted
Speaking language only we know, you think is an accent
The windows roll down all I see is a hand pass it
pride
And then she'd bring out that worn out family album
Its faded pictures some with corners torn
She'd laugh and poin and tell me funny stories
by me
Been getting this fire
Never stopping it be
Keep rising to the top
It be rising like me
Always knew that I was dope
'Cause the dopest I be
And my
Sarajevo
But I make sure their albums make a peso
Dashie's getting slammed by snow
6 inches on the western portion, it'll blow
If I were a Monstercat artist,
woman
On my father's new phone
Didn't say I saw it
I always thought he knew though (He knew)
I never was too religious
I always thought of God like: "Who
hang it up
Go somewhere and hang up some 50 posters, PUNK
You speak too late, y'all prolly gon' go up to them awards
and get yo' ass whooped by B2K
I
Uh
1st & (1st &) 15th (15th)
Woah, uh!
Lupe Fiasco's Food & Liquor
Is lovingly, hand-crafted and done
By the good folks, at 1st & 15th, yeah!
slipped
The Mac is cuttin records and punks are gettin ripped
Gangster I am, bust the lyrics like a drive-by
You wanna sleep? Well, it's lights out,
in the face of fortune
To not walk in rhythm with my
New audience? Didn't all good
Medicine need a little sugar before
It could be swallowed?
So I
him another'n an another'n an another'n
For I knew it he downed eight of them
And commenced to doin' the bear dance
Two snips, a snort, a fly turn,
white
I might just break em off, when I come dripped out right
Im talkin shoes by Hirachi, shirts by Versace
Hoes they gone watch me, but they all wanna
the wrong rhyme
But you showing your flow, that's all mine
Oh silly me, if I call on my lyric ability
I'll bring it right, straight to your jaw, free
till she get the money talking
Oh lord man I did it for my young dawgs
You a rich n**** yet you never knew god
I pray and hustle everyday till the sun
This for all the struggle and the stress stuck inside my brain
That's it I guess, I wish the best, huh, signed Sincerely Shay
Feelings hidden, drama
don’t really show up when it’s time you catching stage freight
Say they want the album I’m just telling n*ggas sit tight
I really might go drop this
I'm fading now
Maybe all the pills got to my head
I'm feeling black mingling with the fear
Goth ushered in here
I try to call your name its blocked by
unclothed, standing before all these people naked
Did you eat that fruit and walk in ways I told you to forsake?
Oh Lord. I thought you knew
You know they
Just point out the bounce
Yes, just point out the bounce nigga
Yo, listen
Rumor has it "The Blueprint" classic
Couldn't even be stopped by Bin
minimum wage
First on stage, like the ever I glade
Leave you amazed
And keep the fifth by the rib cage
All you jealous ass holes is rebellious ass holes
and get it
I'll admit it, couldn't go another minute
Hearing all the shit that niggas try to mimic
So I'm 'bout to try to Royce and Eminem it
Til I kill
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