Lyrics:
when I can dramatize?
Niggaz fell victim to my lyrics, now traumatized
Simply by spittin' I've been blessed given riches
Enemies suspicious 'cause I'm
My entire life is a comedown
Bring your boyfriend to my show and
Stay for the smackdown, I'm mad now
We show up at your house and with no invitation
advantage of nature killing our mother
We need change, a change for the better
We need love, love like a letter
We need hugs, 'cuz hugs come together
It seems
O.P.P., how can I explain it
I'll take you frame by frame it
To have y'all jumpin' shall we singin' it
O is for Other, P is for People scratchin'
O.P.P., how can I explain it
I'll take you frame by frame it
To have y'all jumpin' shall we singin' it
O is for "Other", P is for "People"
send em letters in the mail
Letters in the mail
Does my life go by and I miss it?
Waiting for the perfect conditions?
Losing my fight when it get
look upon them
Then shall the priests behold the people
Departing from the house of the Lord and
Turning unto the world and setting up
Landmarks in
Yeah, house got too crowded clothes got too tight
And I don't know just where I'm going tonight
Out where the sky's been cleared by a good hard
Fuck! Another one
Another day just writing letters to myself
Cause there's no one else to read them
Guess I'll save some cents not buying stamps
at the house right now
So when are you at your house?
Um, in a minute
Okay, I'm just going to go home then, I guess
I just want the blue cheese
Bro what up?
Where are you? Fuck you at?
Um sound crowed as fuck
I’m 'bout to go home, I'm
Tryna, tryna go to you, can I?
I ain't even at the house
Mama Was Tired Of Me
Sellin Dope Since Middle School
Come In The House When I Wanted To
It Was A Lot Of Sht She Couldn’t Hide From Me
(Like What) like
come
Dear love, I'm writing this letter now to tell you how I feel
When talking just ain't right
The house where you live is no comfort to you
my weakness
And I ask to see you again
Yeah I heard you were sorry
By someone you call a friend
In a letter I wrote
That I'll never send
Now
the sea, Mr. Todd, that's the life I covet
By the sea, Mr. Todd, oh, I know you'd love it
You and me, Mr. T, we could be alone
In a house what we'd almost
Yeah, house got too crowded clothes got too tight
And I don't know just where I'm going tonight
Out where the sky's been cleared by a good hard
gonna get hurt by the one you love most
You're gonna have to take some pain, accept the loss to live again
Forgive yourself as you'll be free,
there's
Rain
I tried to make a living
By writing songs about broken words
And lock myself in doors for days
And forget about the sun
But I'm breaking out
I
Red letters an wedding bells
How'd we end up in Wellington?
Doubts and woes, but we can make a house a home
As long as it's you and me
Even if it
a dream, others just chasin' a high
Some people blind leading the blind, they chasin' a lie
Some people chokin' backs broken barely makin' it by
But
makin' it by
But still they workin' all they live, they pushin' for the light
Givin' everything they got to stitch them swishes on ya Nike's
Puttin'
think that I'm happy
But I ain't no fake so I ain't finna put it past me
Pull up to my big ass house n not a single body
Thoughts are gettin over crowded
Enough to cop six, by the house on the beach
Supply the peeps with Jeeps
Brick a piece
Capiche?
Everybody gettin' cream
No one considered a leech
Think
With a voice, telling you the bullet's direction
I'm talking murder, but that's another section
I need to explain by keeping my composure
There's no
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