Lyrics:
over?
Don't tell me it's over
Spinning on the edges of time
I can hear the room let out a big sigh
I don't wanna cool down
I don't wanna cool down
I
Black clouds coming from the mountain
I killed another man
Cigar is damp, the sun is set
I walk alone in the unknown
Ooh ooh too late
All a gamble
The spirit slain
All you've to show now's
A damp, white room
With white noise
And oblivion sowed
Hear the screeching
Shadows overreaching
might remember me as
the one who let you down
but never made another sound of fear
sun goes down on the old neighbourhood
dark, damp, and stop where i
gonna be
Next time if you think of it
You might remember me as
The one who let you down
But never made another
Sound of fear
Some people like
just goofies out here
I mean, niggas is eating pork wearing kufis out here
Through it all, stood tall, doofy out here
Ten toes down, I'm on two feet
to take the gilt
Off the gingerbread,
And certainly damps the fun
Of the eldest son-
But still we won't be beaten,
We'll scrimp and scrape and save,
I was driving down Ninth Avenue
As the sky was getting dark
Didn't have nothin' else to do
So I kept on riding to Battery Park
I stepped out in
and beat him when he's thinkin' for himself
Somethin' I really don' love doin, 'cause I feel guilty and try to make it up to him
My (Friend!), down for
and beat him when he's thinkin' for himself
Somethin' I really don' love doin, 'cause I feel guilty and try to make it up to him
My (Friend!), down for
From somewhere outside I hear the street vendor cry file' gumbo
Through my window I see him going down the street and he don't know
That she fell
My purpose is making sure you bless me right
So I can climb aboard that money train with Wesley Snipes
Daddy love how I get down ain't no secret
you want 'em bangin', P clique swangin' down the shore
Tricks out here, tryin' to make hits instead of makin it hard hittin'
And perpetratin' frauds
man, fuck that
That's pre-school, you run down on niggas and you make 'em cop (yeah)
Then make sure you sleep with that machine gun like Megan Fox
you’re the one I want around (I want around, yeah)
I’ll hold you down, are you down, are you down
Pour another round, let’s get lifted off the ground
Money
told me off top mane they gone hate
But don't let nan nicca stop yo shine
Stay true to yaself nephew and stay down
And I did that I roll with some niccas
Let it rain out
Let it rain out
When the sun goes down
The dark is where I hang out
So let it rain out
Let it rain out
When the sun goes down
Find another way to put me down
'Cause I'll be the one at night you wanna hold if I'm around
Let me make you laugh until you fake it
Go and stand me
and call it
Lay the leaders of the world
Let us call 'em all down
Alongside that
Call down the beautiful
Call out the war
Tunnel of love
Call out for
From somewhere outside I hear the street vendor cry Filé Gumbo
Through my window I see him going down the street and he don't know
That she fell
Down to the watches, alligator strap
Six different time zones, I don't set her back
17 a brick, yeah, run and tell 'em that
I got the wamp wamp, when
you'll find
The bottom of a 6 foot pit (I mean)
Don't care what creed, color or kind
Bullets'll make you sit (I mean)
Make you relax, lay-down, unwind
your thoughts made of gold
But you don't shine
I'm a champ, got the belt on my waist
Leave em damp you could tell on my ace
You can tell in my face
I
4 3 2 1
Rockstar Bitch
On my rockstar shit
You know you
Fuckin wit a
Stage killah
Fuck it up
Put it down
In da middle
Sold out shows
We gon
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