Lyrics:
designs that ain't even in
I got good lungs, got a good heart
My mind is fit, and my feet can walk
And here I am in the shade on the street
Asking
In 1997, Beauty changed my life
Who would've known that she would be my future wife
Or the mother of a child so beautiful
What I had in love I
ya dough...) nigga
-Bizzy Bone-
Know this liquor prolly killin my liver/ The villain is still in effect/ And I buck this motherfucker down, live
on a n****, and f*** his a** up
And you can walk on by with yo nuts in a tub
I'll beat yo block if you really won't get crunk
In the A we don't play them
judgin?
Little grudges is so sledged in the murder while we walk in the dirt
Tryin to cure my little spirit, turn me over my lil' soldier
And they lookin
always over loot
Don't wanna slay my own kind 'cause I'm gon' walk in and shoot
Bless a nigga, I'll stretch a nigga, now it's less a nigga
Well invested
for the summer
Girl you sunburnt
You know I got your number
In case you wonder
Where we could be this summer
And as the summer thaws the frost
Oh, Pamela, what did you do?
You touched the ground, then I fell in love with you
Oh, Pamela, what did they say?
I reached for your hand but you
'cause they heard 'Face in town
Her heart broken and it's my fault but I ain't notice
I'm half-soldier and half-boss and niggas know that
Hope they
another man
Do you understand what it takes to walk in my shoes
My physical vehicle on the news away from Sudan
Still don't lose
We keep the essence
homies, uh
Niggas ain't built like me, walk a mile
In these shoes, I'm a hundred, no phony
Ayy, damn, he a rich lil' bastard
See the new whip, go faster
In the distance I hear a cryin' out
A choir of voices singing
Oh, you've done it now to satisfy the crowd
In a sleight of hand and a burst
up and closing in
And by the end, hell, I swear to god I couldn't swim
Like since when did all of this become so hard to walk around
I miss
I travel underground like the Goonies with a bag full of uzis
Emerging in a corner store where Arabs sell loosies
My banger's on the waist, I never
politics no more
Instead I'll walk in your office and shit on your floor
How my crazy ass look spitting political themes?
When I ain't even had beef with
to separate them from their closest relation
Cause shit, a nigga's actions like acceleration
And if I die before you die, I'll be in Hell awaiting
I'm
on the side walk
A gross kind of need
Sweat in your palms
Hair in your face
Feet that keep running
Fists that stay made
Weeds in the garden
Masks in
the colour of my skin
Turning blue as I breathe in
There's radiation in my head
You hear me breathe a little more
And see me walk into the storm
Street blocks to tree tops, sweet spots found
The diction to detox, three packs now
He walks with, he talks like me, I'm sound
Conviction to beat
Everyone's on a long walk
Ten huttin', ten cuppin'
The same streets
She's the kind that paces a room, stares at the gloom with a globe in her hand
Footwork, and freeze, now stomp, start it up start it up
Keep the Shuffle in the Rouge
Chicken Headin' in the Lou
And when I'm in the ATL we walk it out
I'm so sore, I can hardly walk
And now I'm gonna die
Pain in der arsch
Pain in der arsch
Pain in der arsch
Pocket full of cash
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
lovers walk
Through in their coats
She's...
Pretty in pink
Isn't she?
Pretty in pink
Isn't she?
All of her lovers
All talk of her notes
And the flowers
[Intro]
Yeah, you got Celly Cel back in this muthafucka
Once again, you know
'Bout to drop this soul playa shit on y'all
You know, nothin'
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