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of funny
But in the end, if you can't laugh, then what do you really have?
Let's be honest here
I mean really, if you can't laugh as rebar is hurtling
the ones he'd chose
And what him and that axe could do.
Early one morning dad took 'em to town
And sure enough Henry was left
And by Christmas eve the way I
make this life so hard I probably could be sober
But y'all make it so hard I keep on floating
Keep a toaster if the playin' with yo bread then bag
like its reparations
And i'd rather be on the grind than go take a vacation
I got this life just so i can make art like a crayon
I learned a lot in my
yeah
Over a couple bucks
But I'm quick to dismiss
Find myself like who's this
Everyday we get is gift
Treat it like it's Christmas
Bullshit is for
this Christmas
It all started with the mistletoe
I held you by the fire when you got cold
I could taste the candy cane on your lips
Even when I woke
of the hearts I had break for me
I go hard everyday ain't no break for me
If you smart you could learn a few things from me
I broke bread when I ain't have
mate has never had a match; don't be fooled and start judging books by their cover
Igniting an irresistible romantic atmosphere, Poetry has authored
each other
You haven't left my mind since
The last time I remember, no
Not since the last time I remember
I could be the one who's there for you
When
forward
Yeah I could switch lanes takes someone's spot
Or I could make it to the end, be what I want
Yeah, I just want to be me, yeah
[Verse 1: Peter Gunz ]
Uh come on come on come on
Uh and I see you
This is it
In '97 I made plans to see mo' money
In '98
the right gift
To bring a little uplift
Wrap up everything that we lost this year
But tell me can you hear something?
Because I think the Christmas bells by
On Christmas Day
We could've saved ourselves from
Communication catastrophe
Two kids playing telephone
With paper cups and fragile string
It's festering
Our
I'm sick makin em settle like cheap tricks
I've the right to be cocky, long, lanky or stocky
I went to da lobby charge me wid assault and all robberies
man, do y'all ever feel bad that, y'know you ain't gettin' the shine y'all deserve"
"You ain't get this, you ain't get that... "
Man, I could be mad
we were about to lose the house that we stayed in
I was trying to be a rapper, we could've moved in my parents basement but couldn't bring you
Really
the drop
Me no care if the B's be tinted, you won't see me in it
'Less there's TV's in it
I can tell by the way you talk and the way you chit-chat
ballettes that be comin to the party high style
y'all better watch y'all jewels tonight
If you smoke like I smoke in your high life everyday
I'm talkin
It's a special time of year
And I'm just grateful to have you here
I gotta say
This Christmas Day
Won't be the same
If I can't see your face
So baby
shifts and slanging all that mane
Yea man im tired of wearing these chains
Gotta keep on pushing so i could comfortably sleep mane
Yea everyday is a hustle
Everybody wanna get high like Tesh G
Baby girl I ain't gonna front
Your way cute
Stop by maybe we could smoke a blunt
And If your man gets pissed I don't give
this city
No pity and ain't no love for the scrubs that be buyin' time
If you could walk a mile in my shoes you'd be crazy too
With nothing to lose
About things that could be right or wrong
And I'm a little different
A record company you know well wanted to know if my song would sell
I said, "Yes, I
dreams, never be a wanna be and
Never spend my time wondering
What I could of been if I was a younger me
Remember me, 23 charged with a felony
Kicked out
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