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Pleasе do not leave
I can't go without you in my life
Plеase stay with me
I'll be by your side
We're in this together until we die
Please do not
if
I'll live in your memories
Until the end of time
Don't wanna let this go
Down in your memory
Cause I, I don't...
Cause even if we're torn apart
care if this is in a scene
Or a movie , that’s a nightmare
Copyright, pay on sight.
Kids needs a prayer.
Adults also, keeps ya eye on them
Or they’ll be
lacks
Fight traps, I never wanna get caught
All in this together is our best odds
Breath in, the anger's what I let off
Music is my life so forever
I'll say this once
Maybe twice
Joy
I'm chasing dreams
You're chasing clout
Brain like lighting
Heads in the clouds
Cash makes you happy
That I will
the smoke
We like it hot
We want a bop
We on the floor, yeah
And we wanna, we wanna
We wanna
We don't look, there's no bright side
Gentrified by the white
New York City
Ever since I used my man I moved to Jersey
But realistically, God, could of called me early
'Cause I got a big bop I'm wanted by
were she-males I'd stop fuckin' with them too, they're too testy.
Lifetime supply of weed I wanna be able to afford it
So I gotta make it in the rap
the corner
(When we were kids, belonging felt good)
I see death around the corner
(But having respect, that feels even better)
This is for all the real
say we're weak? This record's shippin gold
Power, strength, my posse got unity
We stick together and we're soon to be
In your town, we gonna bring
cover like ten men
We're steady mobbin'
You're covered by children
You Kidz Boppin'
Your album ain't droppin'
Need a phone to cop it
Cost $9.95
TWO easy
this kid's born?"
I said, "It's a blessing as mad as it is
And Les', I never even knew you were having a kid"
Bro, she's four months pregnant, young
can make me an M
Ima do it, finna make it look easy
City never want to see me win, but they never ever had a dude to believe in
Turbo the whip, cash by
Then I look up to the sky and see Mufasa (remember)
Went ——— to find myself a Nala (together)
Plus I shoot it from the hip thats why my Hop up (Bop
by yourself as in his company,
When we're out together, I'm as lonesome as can be.
But still I'm mad about him,
And I just can't live without
in the rama lama ding dong
Who put the bop in the bop, shoo bop, shoo bop
Who put the dip in the dip, da dip, da dip
Who was that man I'd like to shake
young and in love
And you're the only girl
I'm ever thinking of
We went down to the record swap
The kids were dancing
To the blitzkrieg bop
god damn faggot, we're gonna kill you,
you motherfucker."
So I got in a phone booth by the Kentucky Fried Chicken on Burnside,
held my legs
Together we'll make harmony
Together we may dance differently but it's all good
I'm easily inspired by the people surrounding me
But still I take pride
in the age of the social
On our knees, take a test
To be lovin' and grateful
Shots were fired on the street
By the church where we used to meet
Angel
Well, there was this movie I seen one time
About a man riding 'cross the desert and it starred Gregory Peck
He was shot down by a hungry kid trying
giving a fuck
'Bout to buy the cheapest poison and then fill it in my cup
This is what giving up looks like in a nutshell
I remember the days when I used
radio station had this contest
To see who could correctly guess the number of molecules in Leonard Nimoy's butt
I was off by three, but I still won
ever think that we're steppin' out of here,
You ever think you're gettin' up, down, around or in,
Huh huh, you better think again, my friend
Because
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