Lyrics:
don't know she next to go
Suit yourself, then screw
Yourself! Shoot yourself, plaxico!
Bang, bang! Thought you were a giant
Couldn't hear the mournings
up and it walks around.
But I couldn't believe it, I just had to find out for myself
And I couldn't conceive it, I never would listen to nobody
Thoughts orbit, I need a shoulder
I'm weary now that I'm older
I'm tearing from what I told her
Can't fix it with no soft solder
I'm itching, I need to roll
(Betcha didn't know that)it started at a bus stop in the middle of nowhere
Sitting beside me was a man with no hair
From the look on his face
I’m hustling and I’m grinding just trying to do it for the both of us
Every time I try to love I just lose all your trust
I thought you’d be the death
me in because I'm ready to win
Steady begining at the end of the story
Comprehended by many, lived out by a few
Now is it you, and do you have a clue
have a goliath beat
Since I swiped the kinder surprise egg clean
From that giant's miserable sky palace
You might like to call it a hijacking
Time is
Almost every day, I am swept away
from the dull, void and null by the things you say.
Wouldn't it be great, living in one state?
State of mind,
I'm a seven-inch cowboy
With a tiny pair of six guns.
Five'll get you ten,
I betcha never seen one.
Well I'm a seven inch cowboy
How do you be?
mind
Oh I’ve got the piff ting, Oh I got the ting that’ll change your life and I would like another
I mean I’m on ends
The way I do it you would have
Takin no shorts and nothing that'll do
I'm representin, boo, mamma's 4ever TRU
[Chorus:x4]
I be's a TRU nigga till I'm dead (we bout it, bout it
to feel yourself this time of night?
Wouldn't it be, shouldn't it be, couldn't it be nice?
See, we're too busy
With this ebb and flow of espresso overdose
come walk by my side (my hood, oh)
They don't want me to shine, women's group, my god (shine, god)
Now don't get it twisted, I do support 'em, but why
time bomb my nigga it's times up
They told me I couldn’t do it
I grew up in a circle of giant tulips
I flew up in the sky tryna skew it
I’ve been cold
Can I call you by your name
Got too close to run away
Bruised up, full stop
We can't go back, it won't be the same
Take your time, no rush no haste
the city looking
Back, you can actually
Pinpoint this transition, the very moment
Meek realized he could do this
Forever: he marked it
By cutting his hair
I had to pay for
I didn't want to eat it, so I ordered off the menu anyway
Someone asked me if he could borrow some Popsicle sticks
I said "We
NO-HO-HO!
CARLY: FREDDIE.
FREDDIE: YES.
CARLY: I THOUGHT WE TALKED ABOUT THIS.
WE CAN BE BUDS, BUT YOU'VE GOTTA GET OVER THIS CRUSH THING.
FREDDIE: I AM OVER
Both complimented by repeating rhythmic funk
Traveling speeds at well over a hundred miles an hour
But then again, it couldn't have been much more over
name I don't remember, it's up the street from Fred Meyer,
and they got out their clubs and they ran after me, yelling,
"We're gonna kill you, you
into the dating world
She found a lump in her other breast
And had to do it all over again
Broken pieces and a shattered dream
You said you want
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
When I first looked into your eyes,
couldn't help but think about you just being mine;
When I first looked into those eyes,
cll I thought about was
fascinate us by
How far they go with
Their unconventionality we secretly
Admire and respect them for this we
Wish we could act more like they do
Normally it
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