Lyrics:
I don't know say it out loud
Too cynical and proud
Muted by this doubt
Fear, beautifully clear
Letting go is hard when
You're not holding on
I'm
all and watch em die, one by one like domino's fall in line
My daily life is what you might call a crime
But I aint hard to find and that's all the time
out life, would always just make me richer
Cause without life the hardships in time would just be So simple
That's just like crackin a smile people
lets talk about ones
I would watch all the time
You probably seen em to
Lets me see if im right
You probaly watched major pain And dont be a menace
a lie,
But this time things will be different all I ask is
you give it a try, - once more.
I've been taking a look at my life,
and more than anything, I
Aye
Da da da da da
Six o'clock in the mourning
Six o'clock in the mourning
Six am six am, uh yeah
Look top of the mourning
I'll be on top by
world but never been to Florida
They holdin' my shit, all winter
By the time the shit drop, I done already been there
The game's fucked, a thousand
person, living or dead, or actual events, is purely Coincidental
This is a Shockocracy, this is satire, but Not Sees are real
It's not hard
To be a bard
of time
I guess you know that mine's about up
I'm gonna see you tonight
Just another breath or two and I'll be home
By the way
What have you got
of time I guess you know that mine's bout up I'm gonna see you tonight
Just another breath or two and I'll be home by the way
What have you got planned
skin
Mike Vick, I been in dog fights
In the same space
best friend doing double life
Seen on, hard times
I reflect like a light on a bike on my life
You
Wuzzup mane? It's yo boy Dj Majestic
Finna put this shit down
Know what I'm sayin'? Thug Luv
Hard times, look over your peoples
'cause everybody
rehearsed it for a month, I'm not worried about the set
I get tackled by the grief at times that I would least expect
I know what I should be doing when I'm
when the time's right
I'd like to come over and get to know ya
Try to get closer, come on
When the time's right, I'd like to come over
And work ya
closer, Come on
Do you all over your sofa, Come on
I can tell by the way you act so hard you like my type of nigga
Better bang in the back of the jeep
you all over your sofa, Come on
I can tell by the way you act so hard you like my type of nigga
Better bang in the back of the jeep and put
closer, Come on
Do you all over your sofa, Come on
I can tell by the way you act so hard you like my type of n*****
Better bang in the back of the jeep
Come on
Do you all over your sofa, Come on
I can tell by the way you act so hard you like my type of nigga
Better bang in the back of the jeep
Because we're sick and fuckin' tired
Of being mistreated by the undefeated
Power to the seat that can't be beat
Probably gone is the head that make
run you around
Since I was young I grew
Up in the street life
Times get hard for a gangsta
In the street life
Ain't no tellin' what my life might be
with you always, whenever you need me just call me and I’d be there”.
By the time, she woke up she discovered she was the only aside the nurse
(yep)
My momma knew I was (was)
Everything I knew I was, I was destined for greatness
I knew I would be rescued by greatness (uh huh)
My first album
a nigga, but with a mic, I’m a god killer
No hard feelings…motherfuck the law – cops
Killing niggas off, then call us all some cop killers
Rich telling
other guy
Never look me in my eyes
Its like im in a disguise
Be patient cuz my time will shine
Dont got time for a compromise
I geuss its time to say
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