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on the other hand, is what it's all about
All throughout my ideas, my words and my thoughts
Make me feel so proud, I shout it out pretty loud
I don't feel
Little girls of the world, you're all so sprung
15, 16 and all so young
I thought about you just last night
Grabbed my pen then I started to write
my view (you don't see my view)
Is it just about you?
Girl tell me the truth (tell me the truth
...The truth is all
I’m looking for (that's it
purpose and a mission
And it seems like a riddle, but the fact is
He proclaims that you're very good, all you gotta do is listen
So now I know that life
anger
Always, 'cause this is all I can think about, baby (Oh, yeah)
The chopper got about fifty bullets
Ain't no way it's accidental when I spill 'em
partied nights with the a-list
I write this alone in Vegas
Remember nights when my team blew it all on the tables
I write this alone in Vegas
I'm the only
it's just that kind of day
That's really all I'm trying to say
Hey
Honestly this is a tribute to Mac
Can anyone in the game put his rhythm in rap
You
the brave mentality
Heard that it's drama at home
Can a dude break free and still get honored at home?
I was told by a chief it's the games nature
When
the brave mentality
Heard that it's drama at home
Can a dude break free and still get honored at home?
I was told by a chief it's the games nature
When
freestyles whatchu gonna do bitch i'm about to write history
Can't give a fuck gotta run to the max can't give a fuck back in the booth and i'm snapping
Back
nigga
Y'all bout to make me start pullin' rank nigga
I'mma make these niggas get on they shit doe
Do nothin' else I can write a hit though
I
then I write a poem with some thoughts on love
And you think it's about you and that maybe we have a chance
And so you don't give up yet
Sixteenth base
I
out of the ineffable yet
Articulated acoustics of their being.
I could not do all these in this life. Neither could I
Understand precisely how this
[Chorus: x2]
[Trick Daddy]
I had to dream about a dope fiend
And its strange cause he can bearly write or read but seems to get folks about anything
to dream about a dope fiend
And its strange 'cause he can barely write or read
But seems to get folks about anything curious about him
I wanted to talk
though you put in your history books
The opposite of what we have you
Hey, you eat it like a cow
But I can’t explain how ‘cause your brain
Is about
know it's us
One hit is like "The Notebook"
By time it end you be chokin' up
I'm 'bout to knock 'em down
I'm 'bout to pull the trigger
Feelin' like
Whenever I get stressed out, all I do is drink
Bottle after bottle got me leanin' by the sink
And I ain't about to slow down anytime soon
I drink
everything that you hear without confirming it first
And you know the funny thing about it is my ex wanna write a tell all
Fucked up thing about it is she
stop and notice that pussy is cavernous
Cause it hang, like the sleeve of a wizard man
All I do is cum, call me Mr. Jizzerman
Everything white, like she
I will i'm a genie
Think about it long enough it breaks out of your dreaming
Got to california barely worked i just believed it
Every day is scenic
to the back of my brain
But I hear it screamin', shoutin'
I can't even think of my own name
All I wanna do is be alone
Write a song, by myself
All I
with the flyest mami on 25th street
Watch how honey in the Lex do it
I'm in the 6V with the 12 next to it
You wanna stick me? Then put ya best
yes I do it for the fans
And I ain't perfect
I've questioned if this life was even worth it
Cause all the people care about is what lies
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