Lyrics:
You know where we are, where you wanna be
Where you wanna be
Where you wanna be
Where you wanna be
Where you wanna be
Yeah
I been gone for a minute now
Excuse me, if you had just one thing you could get off your chest so you would feel totally free, what would it be
Uh, what situations have I been
happy
I just wanna to be happy
I'm moving to where I want to go
Feelin' the rhythm, lettin' my body flow
Made a decision to control my destiny
Ohh, wow,
mommas
(Where's the love)
I think they all distracted by the drama and
Attracted to the trauma, mamma
(Where's the love)
I think they don't understand
the kitchen? (Whip)
Where were you when I was jugg finessin' midget? (Jugg)
Where were you when I was facin' time off tickets? (Huh?)
Now you wanna come
Francis, M to the iz-H phenomenal
Gun rest under your vest by the abdominal
Rhyme a few bars so I can buy a few cars
And I kick a few flows so I can pimp
classy, gold hand bone, mama said I'm too flashy
Niggas wanna jack me, tell 'em, "Run it," like a track meet
On my DMX shit, tell my enemies to get at me
leg
Do not fuck with the kid, I get busy with the Sig
I come where you live, ya dig?
I, I get money, money I got (I, I get it)
I, I get money,
offended by this, but that's the market y'all missed
That's the target I'll hit
And that's the heart of my pitch
I wanna do this whole thing different
What
parents live in fear
I just wanna make it clear
My influence run deep like the ocean
Don't get it fucked up
Been away from home
Been away from home
a dime
If you ain't fuckin' right now (let's get it)
Call Numbernine, he just got a number .9 if I call him, he slides (grrah-grrah)
Tax for a brick
get lost again
I just wanna get lost
I just wanna get lost yea
Why am I lost out here again
Should know by now this leads no where
A broken soul let's
get in my way 'cause I will put 'em all
Down, got big lyrics in containers
Yeah, my name's Eski
I was a mic man living by a vestry
I know the mind
somethin' make sure you hear it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin'
Our music keeps you movin' what are you provin'?
You know that I'm two
Get the gat, get the gat, get the gat, ya heard
I wanna go back to the-
I wanna go back to the old way
But I'm drunk instead with a full- (old way)
out the place before your
Heads get bit off
Like a car you will get writ off
In half you will get split off
I don't know where you been
Hearing that
to conquer
Guess I got too much pride to be fucked from behind
No need to cry, but when I do cry
When I do cry, I do it dry eyes
Where you wanna go, where you
shoulder... ? Aw, you're fulla shit, man... ah, listen, by the way, before I go on; did you get those white albums I sent ya with the pencil on the front... ?
twice
Where to go, I don't even know
Only big white lies to get by 'cause
I don't wanna make you cry, stay here by my side
Only big white lies
wanna taste Greatness
She wanna get chocolate wasted
I swear it's like chocolate, baby, taste it
Love at first sight, that's why it never last
Suicide
get high
Pass the spita rilla (spita rilla)
When I smoke by the ounce
Niggas say I’m lucky
When I smoke by the pound
Bitches wanna fuck me
See I just
Your love, oh yeah
Where's it gone
Where's it gone, babe
Now I know that we've been trippin' for some time
It's been hard, but I know
to the ground, wow
Where are you now? (where?) 'cause I can't see ya (I can't see ya)
Where are you now? (where?) I wouldn't wanna be ya (I wouldn't wanna be
All my gangstas hit the flo'
For some gangsta music
They don't really wanna test my gangsta
They don't really wanna test my gangsta
Nah, I don't
Discuss these where i wanna get by the grouch Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In