Lyrics:
Beth I hear you calling
But I can't come home right now
Me and the boys are playing
And we just can't find the sound
Just a few more hours
the one drop
And we still find time to rap
We're making the one stop
And we filling the gap
So feel this drumbeat
As it beats within
Playing a riddim,
might say
Playing guitar doesn't make you a star anyway
Many's the time I've wished that I were free
But my love for you was too deep for my eyes to see
No, it's a cold, cold, cold world
You can't be playing games with my life
I've gotta fight to survive, fight to stay alive
Aiyo, metal pipes
With a burned CD full of jams that was up in my hand
When he said he didn't want it
It was, fuck him again
One day, he gon' regret playing me
Little
through your teeth (through your teeth)
In every word you speak (word you speak)
You make it clear to me (clear to me)
That you're playing wrong (playing
What ah' cool an' deadly
The warder are watching
While the prisoners are dancing
When them hear the music playing
Hand in di air that a Jockey
forever, my love,
Long as they keep playing my love.
Playing with that Afrikaan Beat.
Keep dancing to that Afrikaan Beat
And you will find that life
my all
(Calculus) oh my God
(English) so many flaws
Playing ball didn't look to good for me
My future, could not see
I had lost all my beliefs
And gave
of us we got it off
And they ain't get paid like they playing college ball
Go out receive a cock and balls
Bullshit me, not at all
Don't be bullshitin'
and boy I'm saying
Know that ATF listening, I'm just playing, I'm just playing
If I die tonight I pray I get buried in clean drawers
Line us all up, just
don't fool me, she'll take you (you don't fool me) break you (you don't fool me) and break you
Sooner or later you'll be playing by her rules
Baby you
and boy I'm saying
Know that ATF listening, I'm just playing, I'm just playing
If I die tonight I pray I get buried in clean drawers
Line us all up, just
sunny Roseland, where summer breezes are playing
Where the honey bees are "A-Maying"
There all the roses are swaying
Dancing while the meadow brook
a young soldier no camouflage
Man them niggas ain't tough they're just playing hard
I pull a fuck nigga card on GP
Between 'em make 11 mill and peewee
my eyes
But you should walk a little softer
I hear you coming from a mile away
And you don't have enough to offer
Don't waste your time, playing with
Couldn't help it when we met
I was playing hard to get
But one look and that was it
Now it doesn't matter
Drinking wine on the cement
Outside
the game that you're playing (I mean, you need to)
Don't forget about us
Don't forget about trust
Don't forget about the kinkiness of playing with
everyone's eye
There's gift bringing and bells ringing
And warm little feet by the fire
There are kids playing and folks praying
And somewhere the sound
your dreams
I'll be the one you desire
I'm not saying you go crazy, chasing everybody down
I'm just playing 'cause I know that I'm the best loving
It came upon the midnight clear
That glorious song of old
From Angels playing near the earth
To touch their harps of gold
Peace on the earth
everything, I'mma merk it a bit when I begin)
We shall go on playing
Or find a new town
Yeah!
In the beginning it was negative
Wasn't nobody checkin'
do you care?
Been thinking about you, and there's no rest
Shit, I still love you, still see you in bed
But I'm playing with myself
What do you
old
Nigga you strapping up?
Yeah I'm strapping up, shit you acting up?
Yeah I'm acting up, nigga
You not gon' keep on playing me
You not gon' keep
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