Lyrics:
Or some other heartbroke cliché
But there's nothin' but blue skies as far as I can see
You picked a damn good day to leave me
Sittin' here, cooler full
picked off
Critics get pissed on when I'm pissed off
This Perc 10 got me feeling like a brick wall
With that said
I give a fuck about a withdrawal
Fuck
was a diamond in the vein
A crimson flower in the brain
I picked my rose for the thorns
And hearts get so easily torn
I picked my rose for
Well now I guess I should've listened
When you said you had enough
A little trick I picked up from my father
In one ear and out the other
Why's love
I'm in love with the girl that I'm talking about
I'm in love with the girl I can't live without
I'm in love but I sure picked a bad time
To be in
[Kool G. Rap]
Yo it's a hit, you picked the wrong cat to fuck with
The wrong thug kid to buck with, you better duck quick
or get your shit split,
Going home
I said, I said, I'm going home
Going, going, going, going home
I said, I said, I'm going home
B, b, boogie
My baby, baby, baby
She picked
You picked me up and placed me gently in the palm of your hand
And held me high for all to see
You watched as I folded
My broken wings and put your
switched up
I done switched up
You won't get picked up
Won't get picked up
Won't get picked up
I'm on a mission
On a mission
On a mission
And you can listen
his friends would say.
Now it's just me and my guitar, and one thing he said you should know,
He said,""You picked a fine line, walk real slow.""
He
were picking berries at old Aunt Mary's,
When I picked a blushing bride.
As we strolled home together, I just wondered whether
I could win you forever if
Out of His great love he picked me up
Set my feet on a sturdy rock
Out of His great love
I've learned the meaning of
Salvation out of His great love
the pain?
Took my one shot, picked it up and threw it away
Won't be long
Won't be long before I break
It's the touch, and the taste
It's the feel
that crawl
Hold up your hand to the blade say you'll never denounce
Don't get me started on this
You picked the best of the worst
Sadly you better
Peter's pecker picked another
Pickle bearing pussy pepper
Peter's pecker picked another
Pickle bearing pussy pepper, why
Meeting John at Dale's
I picked the right one
You picked the wrong one
Days of confessing
Nights spent obsessing
Recently I've been walking home
And take the long
My little, my little
My little, my little
My little alien, you picked me up
You put a probe inside, my heart it flies
You light up the sky
Oh,
How to make
Those moves
I picked your face
From a thousand smiles
And now the knees
They start to shake
And all the people
Take a look
So I can tell them in the morning probably I’ll be gone
Destiny was calling I picked up the phone
All around the world yeah you won’t see me home
You
like, "Pick up the phone"
Just called Louis, they picked up the phone
Just called Gucci, they picked up the phone
Calling the dope like, "Pick up
feel your so real here
I fell, cnd you picked me up
I fell, cnd you picked me up
cnd you picked me up again
I fell, cnd you picked me up
I fell, cnd you
of control
I said, picked up, set up, sent down
Case opened closed
I said, picked up, set up, sent down
Case opened closed
Please accept my sincere apologies
Every since a youngin doctor said I was a sick kid
Mama say I'm different he not twisted he just gifted
clways was the last one picked sitting in
Hop
Picked the "Truth" beat for Beanie
And I was in the session with him, I had my demo with me
You know, like I always do
I played a songs, he's
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