Lyrics:
First I Look at the Purse
by the J. Geils Band
Some fellas look at the eyes
Some fellas look at the nose
Some fellas look at the size
Some
retreating
To ovals of white.
The urge to feel your face
And blood rushing to paint my hand print
A Frisbee one by one
Your vinyl on laminate
Desperate for
you'll have to excuse me
Please please, please excuse me
You'll have, you'll have to excuse me
This will be my first time
By definition from grade
Take it back, take it way back
Take it way way back to the first black man
Long ago before the white man could paint
The black man with a gun in
Come home for the first time since all this shit happened
Life has been so busy tryna get through all these classes
All on my mind has been nothing
to have a thing like you, on my team, you take care
Any other day, I would of just let you, pass me by
'Cause I see you got situations
And I've got mine,
in Genesis when we wrote books back then
And were the first storytellers of such things on earth
Well, kind of, OK not really
That's a privileged view
evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural
on display in your wife B
frist things first
lets get it right be
i didn't even know you had like me
clear my throat try it in the right key
by now you know
through
And if you were lost in the woods, I would not come find you
Baby, you, you ought to know by now
That I've been loving you
Since I first learned
that's a better quiz
I was at the studio with Slenda and TG
We chasing a dream, we have been running a mile
We never grow tired, we are inspired, by our
TEC-9 is the life of the party
Making moves after killing fools
Doing drive bys my brand new Ferrari
Nigga know I'll pull up with that pistol
Have you
I'm all made up
By the things that I feel.
Too many words
Can turn your heart into steel.
I'm turning to the window,
Full of memories.
I'm turning
Uh Uh Uh,
Got me like
And when I think about you
That's the first thing that come to my mind
I'm like
Baby you can get it all
You can get
I hope I see him first
Then I hope I see him first
We've broken laws but never rules
There's a code we've grown by live by to
Silly thing cos at it
That's just not what I'm about
We were born, right away we're dying now
Wanna make rap, s'what I'm trying now
First of the First
But we make it work
I
to hear a thing I say or do
Then I know there's nothing I can do for you
This ain't my first rodeo
This ain't the first time this old cowboy's been
First things first
We need mercy, mercy
Don't desert and hurt me
Please mercy, mercy
The earth is cursed
It seems ya word is burning
But it's been
thing like th-that could be cool right
I don't know I'll check it out
First thing first I'm the illest
Followed by the flyest and the realest
I'm in you
when I make bad decisions
Things that we do by the sink in my kitchen
I remember our first date
No chocolate and no bouquet
But the way that you
I'm surrounded by my friends
Random ends on some staircase
So much for a first date
I just had a show
And I asked if she could meet me after
Maybe
it off but I made things worse.
You were the first to give, I was the first to ask.
Now I'm in second place, to get a second chance.
What you give
the father
Need guns get your own gas and never charter
Like a fucked up barber I push your wig farther
Pull strings have you gettin clapped and things
My
fired by the gray man
With shaky hand
But not shaky enough to miss
Hit, Lost Boy in back
So-called Friend runs for door
Leaves First Son
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