Lyrics:
picture
I was rushed to a new landscape
And ripped away from family scraped into a politicians mistake
And what's left of talents in chests beneath
snow
Pure with the writtin' woe gotta watch that
Cork, gotta pop back reiterate
Draw pictures, re-illustrate new paintings
Face facts you ain't him
your lil' drip
Shawty, you buggin', I got the big drip
I just made a song by the postal, lil' snitch
And I just got a check, that's more money to flip
his fingers ‘round, white as pictures of Jesus
And his charming New York stammers, and your smile an inch from his, and the thunderhead’s a song
Your
And suddenly appear
Am I caught in bigger picture or
Am I trapped in paralyzed mind of you
When I listen to this song
That's connected by its parts
Stimulated
Uh
Man, what's the use of the numbers that's on your phone?
The beat just like the shadow, be your friend and you cry alone
I just got a new
Thrown off by decoys who
Dropped the maricon off
My Soviet niggas is ready for the Cold War
Machete you to confetti
And blow your brain to cole slaw
A roll
A simple picture lies within the haze today
Kept by gray uncertainty, the cloud of my complacement ways
Somewhere just beyond the darkness of this
What's up everybody, is your boy Johnny Richter
The same mother fucker you used to see in pictures
With a bong, a joint, a pipe, or a big bag
[Intro]
What's goin on world?
It's Pop Da Brown Hornet
Chillin wit Black, Blackstreet, Chauncey
This song is dedicated to, inspired by
Brother
it, if you don't let me go
See we both know how we play it
Been here time and time before
Try some new shit, it get old quick
Now we on some ol shit
Ouuu baby, baby
I feel so good
I knew I would your brand new box
My brand new wood
When we come together, it's so amazing
I was here like baby,
that new album, you know?
When you got it, is was like nothin else mattered
Mic Boyd: Oh yeah, yeah, I guess, you had to pay for that shit
Classified:
I have my pictures of you, you don't look back at me
A smile I'd almost forgotten, bruises I don't see
Never forgive you for a sky turned from gray
could go back and just relive it all again
Cause looking at this photo in my phone from the past
No one knew that this picture that we took would be
something new for moments when I gotta bust
So lately I've been beating my dick with a pair of boxing gloves
I got the maddest rhymes
How dare yo ass deny
throwing up
Laying on her side yea she can barely focus
She didn't know
She didn't know that this would be her moment
Brand new model status, she didn't know
like a motion picture
We’re blinded by Smoke ‘n’ Mirrors
And lies that were told to give
A desire to go and buy
All the things we that can't afford
We're
said
“for U-turns it’s the second right”
And the thought that I could die
Getting out of my car trying to stop
A crazy blind New Jersey traffic-jam
that you can't resist
I sing along a song that's oh so sensual
Bring along a sip to make it all so sexual
Verbally that is, making love to the music
Lookin' at a red light when I seen her ass walk by
That's when I found my new friend
And she had blonde hair, bright blue eyes
Looking like a flower child
You packed your bags to go
Planned to head to Mexico
A new life where the cops would never call, Regina
You met at sunset on highway ten
Looking back
By December 1st I have to get a job
If I don't have one, I will face a mob
When I go to work I hope I'll be fulfilled
I'll never get out like I am
and songs about hate
(And my skin is full of pictures)
Memories of a distant past
(And my life is full of shit now)
But I won't give up on those
Dreams
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