Lyrics:
As soon as your back is turned treason is planned
When every good thing's laid to rest
By the governments hate, by the constitution and their lies
When I met you 2 and a half years ago
You was down on your luck while I was rollin in doe
So you can say I look at love as an investment
I got my
he's sitting next to you I bet it sting
You wanna ride it your hide is divided
By my 2 thumbs, I murder it when I get inside it
Hit it till you get
I want the highs skip on the lows
Money, cars, cash and chains
All the clothes
Niggas don't work as hard as me
That shit shows
Lap a nigga two times
see
A piece of me want out, a piece of me want in
This shit confusing as a bitch, they won't even let me live
Wait a minute ill be rich,
One minute, two
lighted by an iPhone screen
Starts making the world seam so dull and mean
People just care about there own ass
Why be yourself when it's easier to wear
The past three weeks, you spent two nights with me at home
Same three weeks, I spent three weeks feeling alone
In a house made of glass where I tip
soul
Then I came across you and followed you
A minute later, you followed me back
And I knew it was time to make a move
So I messaged you, here's my
the minute
Some escape by another place they haven't been yet, why?
Cuz they want another clinic
What is fiction or fact? Is this sickness from a lab?
Is this
perspire
It burns in terms dire
No more turned by word of liars
Begone idle choirs
They don't sing that when you DO wait
Sometimes
The air you intake
Like
I'm inspired by the things that I see
Things that I hear
And the things that I feel
In my eyes I got fire never seen
I move calmer than the sea
When
or Duggan carrying boards
Bring a two by four to the Source Awards
Sorcerers, we as White folks must know the choice is ours
We must divorce ourselves from
by doing good
When I leave earth Ill have made a difference, you out wishing that you could
My head was spinning for a minute, like my vision off
two new ones
When they plastered those dip-shit's Dylan
Klebold and Eric Harris'
Pictures on the front of every
Newspaper don't be surprised if
Every
I had an awesome Latin teacher
One of his biggest lessons was
Odi et amo
It's a poem by Catullus
The way he described it
I hate and I love
Part
my phone
And his daily limit is down to two calls
That's twenty minutes
That they surveying
Can't have a moment Cos they be listening
Can't reassure
I'm over and out
Now you're getting careless
I've seen it all before
You're just an everyday two faced liar
Fighting a pissing war
You're from
Success is a two way street
And you never wanna meet halfway
So we can share this victory
When I said success I meant love
Through all of the hate I must've
up
I just love to see them mad
I been gone for a minute
Everybody know what's up
Calling me the greek freak
I been running with the bucks
I've been
caramel chicks
She said I mean be careful I think they talking on some hate shit
Despite the talk of the town, I'ma be there
For 45 minutes when you hear
between us two
Oh you drive me crazy boy
Make me feel all good
We did it once and now I can see what is your game babe
You hate the talk, so walk my
the biggest troop
New day same thoughts back laying on my back now
But I'm back yeah it's been a minute
False claims false ways and I hate the feeling
Hate
Bitchin' all the pain I caused, waitin' for the day I fall
I'll just take up all this fuckin' hate and try to break it off
Say what you just like you ugly
in my Blackberry, freak hit me on the text
Come and beat it up, I just need a minute
You can K ya ass, you ain't gotta lay in it, yes!
Niggas don't
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