Lyrics:
Always on my mind (yeah, ooh-oh yeah)
You're always on my mind (yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah)
Thoughts of you all the time
You're always on my
as intoxicated by my own
fame and I had just enough courage to pick up the phone
and dial the number. My mind went into a whirlwind
thinking of what would happen
on a nigga like Katt Williams perm
Walked the path of a king, first I saw it in my dreams
Now it's happening, ayo, Hit, we got these niggas
'Cause every
[Intro: Killah Priest]
Yeah, knawhatimean, Killah Priest
I changed my name, man, it's Leo Angel now
Knawhatimean? Yo, this is Black Market
mind don't know why
Nowadays I feel so lost don't know why
I been on my own for a while don't know why
You always tryna kill the vibe tell me why
Back
chicks, tell 'em hop in the whip
[Kelis
Pharrell Williams]
To the sunlight
We can get down, baby, we get down
To the moonlight
Now shake it, baby;
tie a dollar sign (ty dollar sign if I keep singing
Oh lord
Spitting gimmicks you boys are sinners Tell you a saecret
Iv always had a thing for
to be
Lost my mind so I'm ready to go
In the mirror, no friend only foe
'Bout the green, like I'm William Defoe
Act like ya know
Murakami, all up on me
of my shoes
They too timid to even make it a single minute
I was molded by the pain
Shit, I'm Bane, I was raised in it
You and me are not the same
I was
the track also featured
The lyric "someone tell
PETA my mink is dragging on the floor
" which drew immediate fire
From the animal-rights group
Kanye West: Yo
a long way
You went the wrong way
But then God see fit to put in my heart
To bring you back the right way
And to tell you the right things to do
And so
stepped up, so what up?
Tryna make bread with these damn cold cuts
I cold crush every beat that I touch
My words silk and my flow is pure plush
Tell
I'm always getting high
But roll up again
Blow the smoke, let the story begin
A ghetto love is the law that we live by
Day by day I wonder why I'm
from the same parents. I
sometimes wondered if we had the same father, but I always dismissed that
idea as my mother was far too religious, my father
I never made it to my Great Uncle's funeral
I was too far away but I chose the song
One by Buddy Williams that ends in a yodel
Like my uncle used
Mm, um, yeah
Palms sweatin', guess it's time for the murder
My nigga my nerve, I swerve left you dead on the curb
Tell his family get them black
#2: It could be carried by an African swallow!
GUARD #1: Oh, yeah, an African swallow maybe, but not a European
swallow, that's my point.
GUARD #2:
dig it?
There is no girl in the whole world
That can love me like you do - ow!
Tell 'em bout it, Watson
My baby now, when she walks by
All
I'm the one with standards
So hit me with your best shot
I've always been prepared for it
I love this job - though my
Parents never cared for it
You'd
Whoo Ha! Backpack raps with gats in it
Don't get your cap peeled
By the black menace k-Dot thoroughbred
Move like a militant soldier
On point like
opinions tell them Wendy Williams bitches mind their business I always want you open like a waffle House establishment rarely do I make promises but baby
trynna duck homie, let’s slide
Staying out the scene staying inside
Circles all up in my mind
Demons staying in my hotline
Lusting way too much oh my my
I want you to be my wifey (Wifey)
I want you by my side for life b (For life)
Yeah you say you never met a guy that's like me (Like me)
And I ain't
keep racing
No break shit I'm going places
Forsaken all they say is your brainless
I lost my mind in those stone cold chambers
And I can feel myself
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