Lyrics:
feeling a thousand times again
When I see some woman walking by me with a man
But God I love my freedom and I've got dreams ya know
So if I end up single I
and every Wednesday night I would be
At Crestmont Church of Christ, just my daddy and me
But I know he didn't love me, because I was raised by the streets
Walking down the street
Here's to you, street-callers
Day by day, you follow us
But the turning of your heads
Won't get you into our beds
And your words
I can see it in her eyes as the time passes by
That fear for her child she just wants him to survive
Being black to these folks we barely make it out
the nose for a rush
Cause I'm a Hollywood vampire
Walking the streets at night
Ima Hollywood vampire
Turning her blood into wine
I'm a Hollywood vampire
I'm walking through the streets at night
I'm thinking about you all the time
I'm wondering where you may be
Thinking 'bout you daily
Woah now
I hope
the loaf, finna run up the scope
We ran down they block like a CD
How was niggas waiting right by Peach Street, aye
Tap the flick of the gang, judy as fuck
just dreams of gettin richer
Freedom and anxiety 'cause Pops ain’t in the picture
You not walking by yourself moms I'm walking right with ya
I know you
me?
When they see my guy walking down the street
The other guys are mesmerized
He's the kind of guy that they wanna be
But they know not to even
on the street
Still struggling and hustlin' trying to get something eat
Some of them resting in piece and some will never get free
Bone Thug gotta show love,
streets
Yeahhh Ah
Don't you pillow talk in them sheets Yeahhh Ah
Make yourself a target for beef
Yeahhh Ah
I tell my sistas that it's all baddd
Go by what
blood
The man keeps walking forward
A car pulls up
A woman in a mask
Opens the right side door
And shouts, 'get in!'
Do you: A) get in
B) Shoot the man
dem deevn need fi be in existence
yow
Fi dem badness a just actin (acting), dat a protein
Him ago need it, when di mini 14 bruck up bone zeen
Poppy
birth
The strongest man that ever lived on Earth
One day old Sampson was walking alone
He looked down on the ground and he saw an old jaw-bone
He
like Chicklets down the street in San Antone
But I left that person cursin' nursin' seven broken bones
And he only broke ah three of mine that makes me
while Im gone off my mind and I landed on Mars
Pop me a bar, pluck em out like guitar, I got bones in my yard, way too cold in my heart
Mindless goons
One is to love your neighbor 'till
His wife gets home
Catacombs
Nursery bones
Winter women
Growing stones
Carrying babies
To the river
One is to love your neighbor 'till
His wife gets home
Catacombs
Nursery bones
Winter women
Growing stones
Carrying babies
To the river
the cold
she'll be
Walking the streets late at night
selling your flesh though you know it ain't right
stopping the cars as they go by
tryna make money
As I was walking among the fires of hell, delighted with the enjoyments of Genius, which to Angels look like torment and insanity. I collected some
me?
When they see my guy walking down the street
The other guys are mesmerized
He's the kind of guy that they wanna be
But they know not to even
Or Walkers or Smiths or maybe even Quavers
'cause my love for you is like drugs for ravers
With glow sticks and funny hats on
I loves you more than I loves
I went out walking the other day
The heat hung wet around my neck
My head it rung with screams and groans
From the night I spent amongst her bones
I went out walking the other day
The heat hung wet around my neck
My head it rung with screams and groans
From the night I spent amongst her bones
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