Lyrics:
is it feelin' right
And I miss havin' you by my side
Always havin' you on my mind
But I only wanted you for your time
There was nothin' better
Cause I
is it feelin' right
And I miss havin' you by my side
Always havin' you on my mind
But I only wanted you for your time
There was nothin' better
Cause I
everyone
So quit trying to hide from em
I think it's time to admit I am too an addict
Cause Tom Anderson MySpace opened unbearin' habits
Victim to the vices,
know you linked back up with Chop & John tell the guys, I miss em'
I'm just speakin' from the heart
Growin' up, had to go hard
Gang, we always stood
Don't fuck 'em around, boy I get money all day
And I ball hard like Tim Hardaway
I can see a bad bitch from far away
Let her ride this dick cause I had
had
Thank God I ain't have to sit in that cell
Had to fire my first lawyer
You know how hard I fought?
Y'all praise the nigga that do the time
Cowell, I can't let you ex-factors survive
Nah, the time's right and they finally limelightin' the god of this rhyme writin'
My mic can only be likened
dollars, we
Up and get it I be fucking livid if you keep Donnie's economy (Double time)
Not too many wanted me to spit it with the syllables
A nigga that
Anderson
Rappers can't handle them
I hand em' a handkerchief and hang of shit, it's Pete Rock
The nigga you should be hangin' with, bangin' with
But you
a dude to lick your man titty
So, next time you're in the booth pretend
Your mic is my John Hancock
Since I know you like puttin' your lips on
Stuff that's
Got matrix food call that anderson paak
In the two door coupe, trying to get me a rack
They never tell the truth, they just embellish they raps
Speaking by way that things go
Or more-so, speaking by way that things
(have) gone
It's prolly bout time I pick myself up
I'm havin' no luck this
Beat Demons in your ear
We had to starve, I had it hard, but I'm havin' my way
They tellin' me that I done changed, but I'm stuck in my ways
I
hoe niggas sure better keep her
Cause I'm on the prowl, all the time
Tryin' knock every bitch so they all be mine
And I ain't never, ever gone change
by in these hard times
Now I'm up here where most people go
Lived me a good life but my body's all gone
And my soul was layin' 'round one lazy
is what I am
If you don't like what I am I don't give a damn
Black pecker's my title, john king is my idol
I'm havin thoughts that's suicidal, young
the John John before we get to sippin' the Chandon
Feel a nigga run run for real
Back to the nigga with the fast flow, havin' the cash though
Cause if
time, it's jiggaboo time
It's jiggaboo time
It's jiggaboo time, it's jiggaboo time
It's jiggaboo time it's jiggaboo time
Hey, hey dIET
Pamela Anderson
love and scraps
Thank God for my country folk and family
Instead of a metaphor I’d rather
Take it by James Anderson
Damaging how they televised
dreaming of
I’ll cherish you forever
That’s the feeling of TRUE LOVE-
By Gordon Anderson and John Covert
every time we go down
Drippin' and drawin', while we spill, they be droolin'
Pick it up by the pick, yeah, photogenic on the wrist, yeah
Purple hearts,
And I come from the dark side, so I'm havin' a hard time stayin' on track, man
My mind be racin', and I don't even know what I'm chasin' yet
Been in
And I come from the dark side, so I'm havin' a hard time stayin' on track, man
My mind be racin', and I don't even know what I'm chasin' yet
Been in
And I come from the dark side, so I'm havin' a hard time stayin' on track, man
My mind be racin', and I don't even know what I'm chasin' yet
Been in
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