Lyrics:
bringa melody that always seems to ring a
Bell as well, let's make it so you can tell
Yo, it's coming from Compton where the ballers dwell
'Cause I'm
the swelling tide
Friends and lovers clinging
To each other side by side
Mothers and their daughters
Descending down the stairs
Jumped into the icy waters
lover
But one time I shot my lover, popped my lover
Plead insanity, said forgot I love her
So come check me out if you shop for brotha
I got weight
text saying that shits alright
I just need that one text to say your by my side
that I'm just fine
That your still mine
It's like
How many times I
eyes
When I open them I'm frightened by reality, it's time
That I grow out of my shell and chase the bell before my time
Can't hang with the crowd no
right now on time
Same hand that snuggled the barbed wire
Tug an orphan assortment of
Bell and three-alarm fire
Beautiful loser maneuver the goofy
What's my age again?
Where's my Asian friend?
It's the slow pretty part
And that's about the time she walked away from me
Nobody likes you when
we talk
Feel the warm kiss of the Gulf Coast in an old Ray Charles song
If you ain't spent much time around here, friend, you might not understand
Why
the harvest?
I won't pretend my time's not robbed
I guess by now the verdict's in
The judge declares "you never win"
Accepting fate and all your names
Your
my princess be
Not with me unfortunately
Caught myself watching blind lovers finding time too see
My mind reflects in retrospect
Our love so Divine
Lost couple friends this year but They got replaced by money
Fuck having fake energy around Me
Rather have nobody
I can tell you don't love yourself
Unlimit your dark you are full of or not
I’ve broken every mirror inside
Though anytime I could put it back just part by part
And you’re not me,
Today should be a time of grand celebration
My first council occasion, my job placement
Today marks the first of three
Ceremonies that signify
ya with the willie d no mo talk
Seen fire two times bring the white chalk triple o g status black heart
Barak obama acting like osama play your part
picture put in motion, vision gettin closer by the late edits
I've been feelin kind of disrespectful
Deleted scenes full of cast that I can't be next
There you are
Well, you may not remember, but you may
Well, you may not either. It's been a while
Times goes by
And hopes go dry
But you still
is kinda sweet
You know I've been living fine
Clean up real nice
I'm a lover boy at heart
I could tare your heart apart
If you don't play your part
never heard them
We've got missing limbs in recycling bins
We keep our skeletons fastened up by safety pins
And, when we poke at our cadaver friends
They
it's time to get loose
Magnetized by the mic while I kick my juice
If there was a problem
Yo, I'll solve it!
Check out the hook while my DJ revolves
of gifts underneath the tree
Smiles on their face full of pure glee
Friends and family are near
Sharin' memories so dear
Cherish the moments
With
The devil in us all
We play with fire
Make this world our own hell
We pray to these angels
Wait for their ringing bell
I see the Angels
And the lovers
eyes
Cause it's sharp to see
Resentment and where it lay
And truthful is something I'm testing
But really, its hard to be honest at times
That part
(William)
I really done had plenty lost before I got my wins
I ain't even got no time to bluff, gotta royal flush, I'm all in
How u make money when it don't
Grab your dancer
If you’rе my part time lover
I need an one night stand
Gotta havе it tonight
We can still be friends if the sex was right
We won't get
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