Lyrics:
still left deciding
You go your way and I'll go mine
Pretend like we can just rewind
We'll let the past just fade in time
You go your way and I'll go mine
I grab the mic and grip it hard like it's my last time to shine
I want the chrome and the cream so I put it down for mine
Ill cat, slick talk, slang
on your avenue screechin'
Embedded in your love I am deep in
Intellect speakin' so me go so
I hope you know say you drive me crazy
Just by the way
to town
It's your one chance, baby, never or now, yeah
Let me see you go to town, baby
Go to town, yeah
Baby let me watch you go to town
It's your one
a Backwood, Swisher sweet blunt, orange lace dope (let's go)
It's just some shit I wrote
My city couldn't be saved by John the Pope (John the Pope)
I slid
jackin' the beanstalk
We both got marketing plans
Yours is to sell records and try to net more than you gross before
Mine is to punch you in your face if
stay or should I go?
Fuck this condo and with John Doe
You a bomb ho, black enchicando
You must think I'm soprano, you better trun the channel
I
stay or should I go?
Fuck this condo and with John Doe
You a bomb ho, black enchicando
You must think I'm soprano, you better trun the channel
I
wore them down
John turned red shook his fist and said I swear by all I'm worth
I'm no fool I'll find the tool that will cut through the whole of your
bitch
Fuck with the flow and you'll end up in sodomy
You just got fucked in the ass by my harmony
Hating the only emotion your harboring
Slow with
bitch
Fuck with the flow and you'll end up in sodomy
You just got fucked in the ass by my harmony
Hating the only emotion your harboring
Slow with
On your marks, are you ready? Let's go
Wow! OK, here we go again you see the way I'm blowin'
And I'm like a mangler the way I be manglin' the beat
They
come back and win by three
Alright!
I love it!
Fuck you guys!
Sorry, buddy...
Who's the new guy?
Oh, that's my friend John.
Hey John... sweet hat!
Ah, ah, eya quality
Yeah, my girl, let me take you by your hands
Let me love you the way you want me to
Ey woman, you treats me good
Matter not
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... ?
drawers
Let them slide up in your back
For a fat contract more Famous than Amos
But your shit is still wack!
And Calvin Klein's, no friend of mine
I only
mine
Display your indie but say no
More or I'll blind you like spit did to Remo
To the dirt and edit the clip and lost Kano
My mens wear problems like
I'll be your papa paparazzi
Promise I'll be kind
But I won't stop until that boy is mine spin
Baby, you'll be famous
Chase you down until you love me
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, speak to 'em Jazze)
I (yeah, fly guy)
I'm way more fly than you (that's right)
I'll take your dime from you (that's
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, speak to 'em Jazze)
I (yeah, fly guy)
I'm way more fly than you (that's right)
I'll take your dime from you (that's
Things that make you go, hmm
I was in the crib, sittin' by the fireplace
Drinkin' cocoa on the bear skin rug
The door bell rang, who could it
Things that make you go, hmm
I was in the crib, sittin' by the fireplace
Drinkin' cocoa on the bear skin rug
The door bell rang, who could it
playing no games
Go ahead and call me a mad man
Go ahead call me a nut case
Just stay the fuck out my way
Unless you wanna end up with no brains
This is
blessings that you and I'll rewind
Mine
Mine
Mine
Tell em that you mine
Mine
Mine
Mine
You not there's baby yeah you mine
Mine
Mine
Mine
Mine
Tell em that
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