Lyrics:
the suckas, we gon' get him gone
I can't tolerate the fake shit these niggas on
These niggas sendin' all that tough shit up in these songs
Free mondo, and my
Or intimidated by me and my intelligence i
Like to read because it fills my
Brain with knowledge that I
Definitely need to
Keep going on throughout daily life
know
I'm right here but my mind out in Mexico
I'm far removed, touched down for my city like Plaxico
Forty two women down to do what I want em to
But i
this is N.Y., N.Y.
N-I-N-E, make niggas M-I-A
And I spray a, it`s Fizzy Womack truck
Bitch don`t get in my way
Fuck the jail faces, I leave your body
Because my mom needs you gone
My mom needs you gone
As long as she is haunted she'll never get strong
My mom needs you gone
you traded all your paper clips
critique
Look at me nigga, just a young hood nigga tryna get this cake
I don't need to be givin' out how school gon' educate
Filet mignon for my food stamps
dessert
Water is my homie we like Ernie and Bert
I'd never flirt
With an alternate liquid
H-Two-O's what I stick with
Kick back and kick it
Sip it or lick
Please get the fuck out my life
Please get the fuck out my life
Please get the fuck out my life
Please get the fuck out my life
Please get the fuck
yeah, I know it's supersize
Too precise in my life
Supersize its just right
Yeah its perfect for me
You know how we do it down with DGE
Yeah, I went
only smoke out with my homie Oscar The Grouch
(Barney Theme to the beat)
The Care Bears (Dead) Berenstein Bears (Dead)
All the furry little bitches,
crying sometimes cuz it hurt different
I can feel the Passion dying inside, I try to buy it some time by
Reminding my mind but it don't listen
That love
a the pass and no one else could ever fill your shoes
You sending me up bringing me down got my head just spinning around
Come on in get on out baby why
to my wish--yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah
Get up, get out
And do somethin'
Don't let the days of your life pass you by
You got to
Get up, get out
And do
on Cassidy and
A scuffle breaks out between
The entourages and delays the battle
For just over five minutes
You get ya jammed up, I got my blue bands up
I'll
out the safe
It's time to turn the streets into a war zone
Soon as I get home
Since you've been gone
My whole life's been like a game of see-Low
Heart of beast
Heart of lion
Part of me
Hardly lyin'
(When I say okay)
Caught degrees of you tryin'
To get by and
Actualizing that I needa go play
to my wish--yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah
Get up, get out
And do somethin'
Don't let the days of your life pass you by
You got to
Get up, get out
And do
Call me up to Your side
Draw me up to Your light
Let it blind me
Lord, refine me
Refine me out of my mind
Music by Peter Furler / Lyrics by Peter
in the street beggin'
I don't want money I want milk
Started in a different type of trap
Got my way out through rap
Sellin' dope to a bad shop
Bad
there when I was sick
Sleeping there when I was ill (heal heal)
Got my money and more problems
Nigga trying to get it out there for the bill bill
Babygurl
livin' my life
(Ayy) my life (oh) my life (ayy) my life (oh)
Just livin' my life (ay) my life (oh)
My life (ayy) my life (oh) just livin' my life
scene
they knew more than me - laughed a little bit
at my used GSD it was Derek G
Bert E, Kelly K and of course Tyler Sneesby
right place, right time we
the fact I lost my emotions
The smile on my face is real but far from kosher
I can lose it all now and never lose my composer
Ever since Bert told me, "We in
livin' my life
(Ayy) my life (oh) my life (ayy) my life (oh)
Just livin' my life (ay) my life (oh)
My life (ayy) my life (oh) just livin' my life
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