Lyrics:
[Too $hort]
Album number 12
Short Dogg still in the house
I ain't going back into retirement
Life is
Anything is possible try hard
It ain't
pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not
albums
Fuck McDonald's and fuck Calvin
I get money with Erick Sermon when I'm in New York
I get respect, they call me Too Short
I live swell in A.T.L.
appeared on 47 albums
Fuck McDonald and fuck Calvin
I get money with Erick Sermon when I'm in New York
I get respect, they call me Too Short
I live swell in
friend, sticks with me to the end
Thanks to him I'll never live on Ramen noodles again
And he's always by my side, every minute, every hour
Though it does
rappin' for a joke
A passing hope or a phase with a rope
Sometimes I choke and try to believe
When I get challenged by a million MCs
I try to tell them,
still takin' rappin' for a joke
A passing hope or a phase with a rope
Sometimes I choke and try to believe
When I get challenged by a million MCs
I
takin' rappin' for a joke
A passing hope or a phase with a rope
Sometimes I choke and try to believe
When I get challenged by a million MCs
I try
too much at times
From two got baptized, guess they helped me resize
The house is empty, demons, we dancing
The heart is empting, the forest tempting
I just pound in it pound in it
I really feel like I'm doin this shit for nothin
Make a album in three weeks and it'll a be tight if ya lucky
And I
You live by the gun die by the gun
Ain't nowhere to hide nowhere to run
From de rom pa-pa-pom-pom pack a A-K
In the heart of the slums that's
Artist: Ray, Goodman & Brown
Album:
Title:
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Offset:
Heaven In The Rain -1981 - 4:19
LP/CD: Stay - Polydor 1981
Composers: D. Thomas,L.
and say, "Boy, watch yoself!"
But I can't trip, mama, cause I live for myself
And if I die on the streets, then it's my time to go
But if I live to see
to live
All I have left is a heart full of sorrow
Since she said she'd never forgive
The house that we built was once filled with laughter
But I
No smoking in the house, no smoking in the house
There's no smoking in the house
So would you please put it out
Check it out, yo
I'm a animal,
explore
The depths of the culture shocking
Heart wrenching, society breaking, relationship melting, destructive concept
Fear
Put your seat belt on cuz Let's
came
14 days went by
Our lives ain't the same
I think about you and smile alone on a day to day basis
I think I might have hit a home run, all the bases
a new place cause I wanna grow
Live in a glass house throw your stone
Shatter perception not alone
Just dropped headspace still not done
Mind in a bad
having talks with Dad
Saw the bad coming
He brought me
I watched the water pass
Pops was tryna hault me
From having
Thoughts of a altered past
Passing by
a reflection of your heart. That words alone could never capture. When I write a Christmas song, it is almost always born from a moment in my life, inspired by
where's the satisfaction?
If it's not made true, is it only a distraction?
Who's the judge?
Building a beautiful home by brick
But if it isn't two-story,
songs resonate
Resonate in hearts all around the world (yes, God)
Let Your presence that we house in this room
Let it be on every lyric, let it be
out my heart write down and spit it clearly
Been out here hated from the start but now the shift is veering
Cuz albums great as this one's hard to make
I'm eating Pad Thai
Water on me get you baptized (Splash)
I live a fast life, cherish the moment
No bad vibes (No mal)
They call me the bad guy
I
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