Lyrics:
nice and cool
At the hotel I hang by the pool
And I stay away from those who juul
My homies are cool, they ain't cruel
They got my back with whatever I
the albatross like Daddy Kane with the chain
I'm trying to jettison the ballast with the hazardous waste
The kid is comfortably numb, routine a tedious crutch
sweep families are broken
More bodies found by the ocean
Some pride blind em til chosen
Fuck rappers that is my slogan talk to em like I'm Rogan
Big
Till that motherfucker hate his face
I been going through some issues that nobody dealing with
Surrounded by real killers and shit, doing it for
judged by the hairs
On my chinny chin chin
And I'm able to hit a skin (girls giggling)
Just like my man Puba Maxwell, so I'm smooth
Yeah, Kane, he get
is lurkin' deep down inside me[01:10.11]I'm raising the stakes like my filets are in the air[01:12.28]And you are crazy insane if you think I will
Ten[00:08.60]Yea[00:10.26]If you don't know by now it's 10Dee[00:11.83]Living my life and I'm living it stress free[00:13.45]Never will let it get
by 11
We'd be burnin' 87
Down an old back road
God only knows
The trouble we'd be in
If they found out where we'd been
Learnin' who we are
In that
what they call us now
It's your teacher, welcome to my classroom
Who's he, what's that? Yo you better ask soon
It's the K to the are to the S One
first bootleg was Boyz 'N The Hood
Whoever thought gangsta rap would make noise in the hood?
When the cars ride by with the boomin' system
Two door
arent you one of mine?
Well
6:30 7:30 8:30 stop
Are you my angel?
9:30 10:30 11:30 stop
Are you my angel?
Thought i saw you in the record store
1,2,3,4,5,6,7,
Some of the bad kids are goin’ straight to Heaven,
9, 10, 11, 12, 36 and 4,
A bunch of the good kids are knockin’ right
both know though
SLYT I still lu you though utt oh
Come here, make a wish (it’s 11:11)
Yeah, now give me kiss
Are you ready are you ready
Yeah ready
on
Dancin' a jig and thinking he was jiggy/
Everybody's picking him to be the next { }
But he was over shadowed by the face in the camera
#11/his producer
times like these
We can't take shorts or take a loss
So take it from the Kane and go for yours, because
[Chorus]
Uh-huh
There, comes a time,
Off-White, you could get it right, check the platform
Never tellin', all of us are felons, confidential steppin'
Preach like a reverend, brand new MAC-11
fall apart at the state fair surrounded by people that I’ll never know
The blood relatives are a couple days away
But I still have some family here, I
blow it up like Bush did 9/11
Ayy
And I'm just ballin' with my niggas
Fuck a hundred dollar bill, I'm tryna make six figures
Ayy
Man, shit, maybe seven
to brighter blue again
When she whispers "can i stay here for the day?"
Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo
Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo
4'11 Girl with an attitude
4'11 Girl with
game but you didn't play fair (Woah)
Played by your rules but not in order
Found me as a joke yeah I'm talking Chris Tucker
Shot me through the heart
There's no time like November
It's not cold out yet
I've been fooled by forevers
Cuz nothing ever lasts like it
Might not sleep until tomorrow
But
your love
You make me delighted
And I feel ignited by you
No one could understand the severity to which I love you
11:11 comes around twice a day wish
you[00:24.51]I don't need any friends[00:25.38]Do this shit by myself[00:26.14]Work alone[00:26.51]I be lone like a wolf[00:27.57]There is someone among
11:11 in the morning I'm ready thinking bout you
Can't even get to brush my teeth but I'm so worried bout you
I try to block out all the noise cause
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