Lyrics:
my young Gs are carrying
His blade same length as a javelin
I don't know about B-ball, what's happenin'
But know that it's fucked if he's travellin'
was inspired by all of my friends
To stage a robbery the third Saturday I clocked in
Projects tore up, gang signs get thrown up (wassup?)
Cocaine
you?
[Candida:] (I'm here!)
[Jarvis:] Where are you?
That's all I wanna do.
I'm still trying hard to meet you, but it doesn't look like happening
the bones on the mast
Well, I've gone sailing
I've gone sailing
I could leave so easily
My friends are calling back to me, I said, they're
They're
the bones on the mast
Well, I've gone sailing
I've gone sailing
I could leave so easily
My friends are calling back to me, I said, they're
They're
I'm in the shower
Scrubbing my hair
Fair afternoon
Lots of sun
The word comes in from the side
Dreamcast Hottub
There are you naked
From her to my
(I need that)
Fuck around and get taxed
Played the game to get back (Run that bag)
All my words be facts
I'ma need me the max (Bitch)
Teyland had me
in kakistocracy
But after all the shit I came across while in this world
I found a fertile land where I can spread my madness verb
Hear me
Trust me
me my eyes
Are beautiful and romantic, why couldn't I cry
Her eyes blue like Atlantic
I found out, shorty come and go like the storms and the clouds
I
are
And what we like
And who we like
Understanding
That we grow
But never go back
And never let go
I want a picture with my friends
I want a picture
a fool for your love in my eyes you are a dove
God is really looking out sent me a angel from up above
Tell that by the way you posted up you need a thug
The more time I spend around the youth
The more I see they are the truth and the future
Nah the feeling ain't mutual
Y'all in the booth with y'all
my only friend
Is the city I live in is beautiful Brooklyn
Long as I live here believe I'm on fire, hey
'Cause it's the B-the-R-the-O-the-O-K
L-y-n
truth
You say you going hard but I got maaad doubts
Cuz yo assss out all in that baaaath house
Soak you like the Atlantic with my blaaaack spout
All in
been for them
For my mom to leave the streets of
Havana where our neighbors were our
Friends, where we gathered every
Holiday to eat
Pork and my
started pacing in anger by what they did to my brother
Why can't we live in a world where we all love one another
Why them crackers always thinking that
Kickin' off of centerfield
A question of bein' down for the game
The one-shot deal don't matter
All the other ones are the same
Oh my friend, I can
much I love them, Till the end I'll stay by their side
Who would ever mess with my friends, one might just wonder
Don't ever mess with my gang we are
'em
We always solve 'em, like
Man, it's kinda crazy thinking about it though
Like so much has happened yo, and I mean shit, by the time y'all are
are, by far
They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
Look a nigga up and down like he a superstar
But they ain't tripping on me, they wanna
masterpiece, “Roma”
Which takes place in the neighborhood where several of my friends were born
The symbolism of rebirth and fire versus water is a very old
when I hop on a track
I’m going crazy I’m going out bad
All by myself and I’m back at the pad
You know where I stay you know where I’m at
Call up my
the shining
Where you can't stop the shining
You can't stop the shining
Nigga done run everywhere
Left trails in my city everywhere
But nowhere like home
See I
hip-hop breaks, just to make a hit
That's why to me, R&B, really ain't shit
So peace to all the real hip-hop niggyroles
The ones who knows about flows
.jpg/310px-Ringo_Starr_and_all_his_band_(8470843180).jpg "Ringo Starr & His All Starr Band")
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