Lyrics:
of the Atlantic, watch the panic multiply
Walk on by, we divided, supposed to coincide
Sideline observers, disturbers trying to stay alive
I realized
How to make your garden grow
Looking at your starshine starlight
Sitting on the sidelines skyrising
Walk a million miles below
Here we go go,
I've been watching in front the sidelines
His mistakes become my guidelines.
Cause he's holding your back
And you're better than that.
I will love
to write this rhyme
In a frantic state of mind
Took you for granted
Left you on the sidelines
I'm not a saint
You're not either
You're the pain
You're
And to show them Jesus' face
It's time to be Christ's feet and hands
Move from the sidelines and the stands, no spectating
It's time to roll up all our
from start to finish
And if I can't drive the lane then best believe I'm 'bout to dish it
Sideline drifting now I'm gliding down the baseline
About
your face
On a platter with candles and stuff
Ya'll niggas standing on the sideline
XXL Fresh, now I headed for the cover of the motherfucking High
to buy booze
Write tunes and hide from everybody that tries to find you
Yo Reilly, why'd you sideline me?
I tried to phone but you don't answer
That's
they say I'm talking
I've been waiting on the sideline, for too long
It's my time to get it on, with each and every one of y'all
Remember the face,
and
Took all the chances that I missed
Stuck on the sideline I keep thinking there she goes
Falling like rain
No I don't get to hold her tonight
on the beach tonight
There ain't a damn thing that the cops can do
Line right up for the sideline view
Ringside seats for the neighborhood fight
There's
watching from the sidelines
Till You pull me into the light
And say "It's Your turn now
Welcome to your life!"
And you call me beautiful
And say
a rumor that kid Akala
No, not Ackala, beg ya pardon
Don't get it twisted
Your on the sideline like a mistress
I'm the whizz kid with the sick shit
I'm sitting alone on the sidelines
Warming the bench for the meantime
Could settle the pain if I'm put in the game
'Cause working the team is when
shotgun, back in time
I'll travel time, flashback and make you mine, before your star shined
And I rode the bench on life's sideline, count down 3, 2, 1
Can't run away from he, run away from me, run away from you
You're standing on the sidelines
When all you've got is precious time
The world is a lonely
to tell ya
You curl up the blood in me
I want them all an I
I want them all an I
I want them all an I
To send the sea back out
Get off the sidelines
Just
four or five and call it a night
But their this girl on the sideline checkin' me out
Uh oh, let me go and see what this is about
I ain't even have no
out alive
Standing on the sidelines spitting my 2 cents
Celebrating arrogance while hiding in a crowd of cynics
Passive passion proves my life is
handlers are believing and dreaming
Hoping some day all this playing will be paying
That's what all the sideline junkies smoking reefer keep saying
They
on the beach tonight
There ain't a damn thing that the cops can do
Line right up for the sideline view
Ringside seats for the neighborhood fight
There's
playa hatin' from the sideline
Get your own shit, why you ridin' mine? (uh-huh)
I'm, a Goodfella kinda lady
Stash 380's and Mercedes, Puffy hold me
gotta watch dem haters"
It's not them niggas on the sideline
"You gotta watch dem haters"
Ya own boy a rob ya blind
Yungstar, Jackson, Junior or what
Just
folks feel me, 'cause my prayers been workin
I see these haters livin jealous, on the sideline smirkin
I punish enemies, they remember me, no way
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