Lyrics:
Getting ready for Hard world
Lil heart shaped pills on the bedside (lonely)
Honestly you was my best ride (lonely)
You was always gonna be My best
da struggle
Now I’m back slappin’ dem pieces in puzzles
Valentine’s Friday I’m goin Chris Tucker
Westbrook a pint, make it triple double
24/7 I ride da
that? And I'll pick the location. 7-Eleven that's where your fucking getting married. She sent me a save the date. You can't send to save the day for
on St. Valentine's Day
Later the police - what a surprise - sent me to prison for the rest of my life
Me who always had a heart for the poor - with dirty
numb
I took her out for valentines, I had to show some love
And she my bitch-bitch, I gave good dick without a glove
She make everyday feel like this,
language
Did I tell you how my day's spent?
Speaking through the face of Ronald Regan
Iceberg History, calligraphy
Colidescope colors, hollow-head shells
language
Did I tell you how my day's spent?
Speaking through the face of Ronald Regan
Iceberg History, calligraphy
Colidescope colors, hollow-head shells
you and I, For You and I
But the day would come when you'd dance into my life, and be my wife
Thirty years has come and gone
You're the reason still I'm
be my Valentine?
Said I'm willing to do anything
Willing to lose everything
Just to be with you on that special day
And to put a smile on that special
say he's dead
And that's how it goes Never had a daddy
He's alive but to me he's dead I struggled with my mama day by day
Yeah just tryna get some bread
churn
Yet churn we still in revelry
Digging through my archives, I'm fain to recollect
Upon the loneliness, angst, anger, ennui
By which I was beset
now to give you a chance, uh
It's a date then, I'll be waiting
In the moonlight, by the pavement
She said take this, it's a
(Bullet for My Valentine
in, I prepared half a potion.
Now you must do the other half.
You must get seven part-silver curses made special out of bullet bits
By some Pollock
in, I prepared half a potion.
Now you must do the other half.
You must get seven part-silver curses made special out of bullet bits
By some Pollock
fuckin bills
By any means necessary, gotta see my momma in
Another day, another dollar
Every 24, I'm thinking money and the power
Go on! Get it! Go on!
gotta say
Now I'mma be single on Valentine's Day
Starting to realize shit was never meant to be
And I know we weren't gonna be eternity
Cuz as I look
Backtrack Valentine's Day way back
Back when a nigga couldn't buy you a rose
How about when the rat trap broke court case doing time
And a nigga done
the way she happy when we all stare
We gon pull up 5% tinted windows you can't see
Niggas pullin' up wit them choppas seven deep
Took her ass to Subway for
the cold
Now you standing by my door
Cuz you scared to be alone
Better show me why you worth it baby
If you aint ready, girl don't waste my day
If you want
by, then days went by, then days went by
Here I am
Yeah
I was ? since we was little niggas son since we were seven
Armed robbery, first degree, my
, then days went by, then days went by,
Here I am
I Knew Shawn since we was little niggas son since we were seven
Armed robbery, first degree, my man did
Hot pink, Valentine red
Black balloons, over my head
Let it float, let it float, let it float
Let it float
Let it float, let it float by me
Let it
me to give a nigger-y twenty-one gun salute
That's seven shots for 2pac
Seven for Biggie Smalls
Seven for Freaky Tah up in your neighborhood malls
day for the first date
When I'd lose my memory, and repeat the next day
Every day I wish I could wake to kiss her
But, I can't 'cuz I forget her
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