Lyrics:
my hand
Always feeling tired like the Michelin Man
Why we gotta go and get into it again
Did this last week and I'm through it I said
Telling me
Like Pablo said
I aint rich
I'm just a poor nigga with money
You told me don't stand by that corner
I still did it anyway
I needed cake
Cracking
another one
Dancin’ ‘til the sun come up
Over lookin’ the city all night
Baby I'm feelin’ alright
Momma hold tight, let me get cha ear
You’re about to hear
Like Pablo said
I aint rich
I'm just a poor nigga with money
You told me don't stand by that corner
I still did it anyway
I needed cake
Cracking
a simp for real
Extorting me for money now you want a date?
Forget a date, let's break the bed, sauté
Stop answering questions broadly
I'm not going
chatterin', but talk is really cheap
Tell me why you built like a Remble type beat
Gon make it out, moms, its for you n me
Nigga got a tan, maybe from all this
do I let you make me cry
cnd how many times does it take to say goodbye
Is this the time you get eaten by the wolf
What are you afraid of?
own Sodom, Gomorrah
Along the online horrors
Just make me wanna pour up
A 40. for the homies who never did hold up
But, they died before their time,
to the full extent
Never lose my cool, I don't live by rules
Niggas too content
If another man tell you how
To feed your fam, nigga, you's a bitch
So I got
up
Order me around
I'll water down your make up
You ordering a pound of flesh but cant cut
Your older then you sound I guess
Now say what
cnd here she
life to their children
But only God's Spirit can make you into a child of God [John 3:6]
Don't be surprised [John 3:7]
Take me underneath the water
took anyday, my skin color makes me afraid..
(excerpt):
During the week we've recently spent in the city, ten people were killed in shooting incidents
I don't like you and you don't like me let's get the chop T
Scooby dooby doo run from em but he done drop three
Ask me if they knew it was us I'm
lungs
Slight me I'm a missing man (happiness)
So Seattle I could knock bitch, or a gut fish, or flip the P by hand
Someone you won't meet again
Baby,
time ten-ten
I see it at night
LDN, she rolls me a zoot
And says "it's been too long, I've got a man but he's not what you're on"
I know baby
Make you
We got exiled by the father
We are not the same
So when they all looking at me
Like this man insane
I just look to God and say
everything you go believe
I do it so differently
I got the cheese and I gat steeze
I’m just a man what you want from me
Fresh boy lomo
Na money dey
old smell
Where the hell is the bell man
Did I call down downstairs, does anybody care?
Send me a pack of those cigarettes please
Make that two, one
with
Gods rotisserie style can make a brothers teeth grit
Cause He's quick but according to our concept of speed
Looking at man He thought about
(Hairspray, wow!) That's me!
Ah, ah, ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah
What makes a man reach out and touch?
Ultra
screamin' at the top of her lungs:
"Won't you be my man? Won't you be my baby boy?"
But you know that she is fakin',
'Cause everybody's gotta make a livin'.
life
This life has called me to
I gotta get to New Orleans by noon, if I could only find my shoe
'Cause I'm a salesman
Pleased to meet 'cha
I've seen
the story made to tell
Make your faith in prayer great
Enough to break their spell
I'm obsessed with watching deaths
Rotting flesh
I'm refreshed by
the pulsating heat of my passion, I can feel on my inner thigh
Peering through the bushes, to the dimly lit room inside
Desecration of a young girl, makes me wish
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