Lyrics:
those gravel backroads
There ain't nothing like I was told
Somebody lied
I'm the grownup version
Of hoping and searching
And I guess it's not my time
Chivalry's dead
Love went with
I think this the end
Ooh
Starting to get that feeling someone gave them both up for lent
I think I did
What can I say Way
dude
Do it in the kitchen and I don’t like fast food haha
If you want it I’m wit it
It’s you and I let’s gone get it
You screaming while I’m all up in
by association
(Point-point the finger at me again)
I wanna run away
(I wanna run away)
I wanna know the truth
(I wanna know the truth)
I wanna
Drop down drop drop down lets get it
Drop down drop drop down lets get it
Drop down drop drop down lets get it
Drop down drop drop down lets get it
him
DMX wanna get down, well, you tell, homie
I'm on that Treach shit, I do my dirt all by my lonely
I should rob Clue, man, his shit did well
I
not top ten, more like top three
I am not two 'cause nobody could top me
Get the pussy wet like Jodeci, you know it's me
I can't seem to put my
when I first heard The Show
By the Get Fresh Crew decided this is where my path goes
Green lit by the Kane far as rap goes
Cadence rhythm technique came
wake up fine and dandy
But then by the time I find it handy
To rip my heart apart and start
Planning my crash landing
I go up, up, up, up, up
love is the law that we live by
Day by day I wonder why my shorty had to die
I reminice over my ghetto princess everyday
Give it up for my shorty
a down a whole bottle
I aint meetin em tomorrow
You can give em my best
Gonna pull up my pants
Take it step by step
Watch me step the left
Cant do shit
down
Common Sense is in your town
I said come on, y'all, get live, get down
Common Sense is in your town
I stagger in the gatherin'
Possessed by
It's politics, it's all a fix, set up by these white blue-collared hicks
Just to make a dollar off of black music with a subliminal ball of tricks
But
a drug free school zone
J.A.D.A
I'm top 5, dead or alive
And that's just off one LP
Jae Hood
Two guns up
All I know is bitches and money, grams
schools
Dyin to get busy, because I knew I had the tools
Then I got the heart and went by the set
I said, "Yo, I wanna rock the set" "Yeah no sweat"
Kickin
on this song with me (Yeah)
I really think we Floetry (Yeah)
Rap version Jodeci (Yeah)
My black girls scream period (Period)
My white girls say totally (Ay)
(Feenin!) like jodeci
You a nice gurl to someone but youll only be a hoe to me
Aint no holdin hands
No plans
To be yo man
Get money, not pick up cans
Lifes
get this....most of the song's written, get to Jersey, boom!
Oh, by the way, when we first arrived in Jersey, the first place we went to was a place
G's, LP's to CD's
"I started small time, dope game, cocaine.." -> Scarface
"So raise up off of me, ??"
"I started small time, dope game,
got my Bro up in that system
Grew up on one on ones
We using fist ain't doing no kicking
Now these niggas wan notice me
Kick her out the spot ain't
YO, is in this to win this
A brand new LP SO MIND YOUR BUSINESS
No jokin, I'm gettin paid fully
You want to buy the cassette, stop by Sam Goody
how it's supposed to be
Yeahhh that's how it's supposed to be
Niggas act like they got ovaries
They be all up in they feelings
Like jodeci
I'm tryna be
yeah
I'm trying to change this shit
Seeing my mother in pain and shit
Reasons I get up and stay on the go Reasons I ain't got no time for a hoe
Ain't got
humor, you can gobble up my rooster
Fucking anything and everything, I need to get neutered
I'm like Alice Cooper when I'm spewing out this poison
Tongue
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