Lyrics:
and I got a lot
So I'mma blow up the whole joint with one shot
57 for the MC, where he was born
Down to 14 polishing the furious form
20 display, this way
The weapons are cheap here for the C4 at heart
The Semtex is right there, the past is gone before the future starts
Smile - you're in between
The weapons are cheap here for the C4 at heart
The Semtex is right there, the past is gone before the future starts
Smile - you're in between
The fallen leaps are withered
The cycle of the seasons takes it's turn
The north winds blowin' over the land
The heart of spring is waiting
the jug
Ghetto thoed we ghetto known, wih mo' ice on my heart
Boy got mo' ice, than a W march
Bout to knock my trunk off, with this shit down South
And fortay get the rest of OCP
And all the punks will pound them
You want to hear this with a beat nigga, buy the fuckin album
But for now here's a scripture,
I do
Yeah, they all told me not to choose you
But by then, you already had the title
And this will sound a little unusual
But I kind of see you as my
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Cruising high, doing 95 down 59, yeah
Fuck the talk, I'm here for life, this bag is clearly mine, yeah
But mom's been told me
If it ain't picture perfect it ain't worth lying to myself
They ain't heard about the pain I felt crying out for help
All the days spent searching
home
And I prayed that I'd find hope. Look at how the tables turn
Time floated by and it's like the engine inside broke
I created so many albums + E.P's
I...
Bitch, this is success in this car
Death to the nagging, but who ain't fluently shitting on critics opinions
Don't you see this 'S' on my heart
Young Rome
1st album
I'm here now
Yo yea
Let me get at y'all for a second
Yo I spit like no other
I let my flow smotha
Cities and burrows
I'm recordin' that shit on
The fuckin' little mic
By the little camera thing on
The fuckin' Mac book
So this shit is choppy and bad quality
But fuck
swear I'm bein nice but these niggas wanna brawl
They not comin from the heart they been waitin for a call
You know you doin right when you keep yo circle
the East Coast rocks)
(This is how the East Coast rocks)
(This is how the East Coast rocks)
[Pacewon]
Yo! This is every man for himself and things not sweet
Let's meet up tomorrow
How does twelve noon sound for you?
Cyber, sexy cyber
Sexy cyber, I love her
Sexy cyber, sexy cyber
She's my sexy cyber
Is out forseen by thousands
Most of your favorite artists in the country
You ain't gonna see me around them
Four and a half bags for this feature
Time to write this album chronic Future 2000
Time's no obstacle and we just arouse
All the minds that seem to be in tune
Ranting like a platoon under
pray it don't take long
And if I see you again, I hope you find you belong
Moving on
Your hearts been cracked
But there's no time for looking back
It
on the door
Come and find out what a loveseats for
She got a love seat, yeah
She says come by later and she'll hook you up
She's a facilitator
Beaten by it's anvil rays
One crusade to justify belief
Every man must fight to know
The name of the rose
Then you'll hold her close eternally
Be still and dead.
You have been too sweet and so sedated.
You've kept those pins and needles for too damn long inside your organs.
I hope the worms
took her coat and her camera
And headed west
It broke her dad's heart
But as he likes to say
With enough time apart
Even faith fades away
Jenny met Ray
her heart
Tied to a a string
Of a boy who's too lost to see
How much he means to me
And you don't notice me
I guess I'm too dull for you to see
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