Lyrics:
I will probably be the same
You can't blame
Because James is the name
Yeah I been strapped with guns
Ive been trapped with green ones
The crew wasn't
It ain't for everybody
Welcome to Hollywood, baby
Take my picture
You comin' with?
Let's not even talk about it
Let's do it
Let's go
I see
Yo, can I hear this record by Rob Base and DJ E-Z Rock?
Hey, man, you sure you wanna hear this, man?
You sure about that, man?
Alright
Right
The many years have gone by
You still hear her sigh
No kiss was like this
And though the town fell out of love with him
And called him a few unkind names
to the movies
But now I have to crawl
On my hands and knees to make you see
That life is passing us by
Come on press the starter James
Come on give it a try"
It ain't for everybody!
(Uhhhh) Welcome to Hollywood baby
(Take a picture) Uh huh, you coming with? (Let's not even talk about it)
Let's do it
feelin' myself
And with the number one single, I'm feelin' my wealth
Yeah, Now what you know about me
Call me Mr. '08, 'cause this year about me
I'm
Iraqi, Israeli
So I'm wondering really
What could you actually tell me
I'm tryna keep my homie from throwing crack in the skully
So, back with this pen
kill 'em with success
I'm up next like afternoon
You niggas evenin' the playin' scale
It's like the moon
Tryna sunset as the nightmare I rap resumes
You
not because of that
'Cos we got people like Lebron James
We’ve got J that’s born of the same skin as you & I
Just gotta grab life by its horns & impose
thighs and face
Days are passing by and grace would start to realize
What she thought would last with her and James ain't seeming right
Ain't no longer
without trusting
Yea too much hate when ya crew hot, too much love get you 2Pac'd
Too much bread over here get you stalked by the feds
The IRS and a few
Especially a specialist
Man you know what the method is
3rd verse
Nigga I was California dreamin
Dreamin California
But ain't no parties in LA
Without
smooth
It's criminal smooth
Playing Chess with the judge
ETTA JAMES on
And I can only pull the strings
If it's ye long
2nd verse
One dealer
Two dealer
exposin' the fakin', the hatin'.
With that, I can't make it, no longer embrace it
Jesus
Lord, You are the way
Yes, it's easy to say, But Lord, still, we fade
guilty pleasure
It's okay to like James Taylor
Nothing wrong with a lil' JT
If you've never heard Never Die Young
Then babe, I'm afraid, you're not
heavy
With a boy from Baton Rouge
He said, Ben you should have learned by now
I’m not a fan of fuckin' around
Then he beat him with a bottle and a cue
Ben
It ain't for everybody!
(Uhhhh) Welcome to Hollywood baby
(Take a picture) Uh huh, you coming with? (Let's not even talk about it)
Let's do it
which way’s up
But I made my peace with death while still haunted by life
And the beasts without teeth who wanna eat me alive
And I met a wise women who
to remind you
James, please bring us a cup
From O'Connors Number 962
With a drop of cream and one sugar rock
But don't stir I have to remind you
Later we're
for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These
Is my imagination one to blame?
John James
So if you're out there in the woods of Franklin, Tennessee
Or if you're with her holding hands in bonfire
a while now
I been hanging with my boys Paul Luke and James
I been on it cause
Steady sinning but I'm steady forgiven
Can you see it in the way that I'm
bitches
When the light hit the ice, it twankle and glistens
Baby, Brian, B., Bubble, you can call me what you feel
Hoppin' out the platinum Hummer with
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