Lyrics:
with a whole new hatred for blondes
But bias? I hate all bi-es the same baby, come on
Excuse the pun, but bi- is such a broad statement
And I am
Ice-T, let me kick my credentials
A young player, bred in South Central
L.A., home of the bodybag
You wanna die, wear the wrong color rag
I used
do today
How you changed my heart
Thank you for leading me out of the dark
You are my light
Everyday it's you I l-o-v-e
Lord of my life
Everyday it's
folding and shit
Know What I'm talking bout, like paper
Yeah!
[Chorus: Nas + Lil Jon]
[N] I know your type I know your kind ya
[L] Quick to back down
we'll be together (Once again)
You and I (You and l) by and by
Together in love baby
Don't tell me that you
Are seeing somebody new
That would be so hard
- Street Album, zio, ahah
MadMan, il 10 ottobre Escape From Heart
Il disco fuori su Honiroit
Vattene a fanculo e prendi fuoco
Questo è Voci - Street
memory
In a tear that I will leave behind me
Cause I'm as real as I wanna be
Taken from "real as I wanna be"-album leaflet by sunny
Musty fusty yet so crystal clear
The non commercial set is now here
Brought to you by the will of positve people
K are S plus One equals
(Hit-Boy)
A divine creature, ran through dimes, divas
I turned blocks to beaches
By the time you see us, we just turned tides even
Cuban chain,
Verse 1
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Some of the busiest rhymes ever made by man
Are goin' into this mic, written by this hand
Are comin' out of this mouth, made by this
attention
Ha tewali daya3 mahema tkon tefham sahe
Non non la vie commence hard and by the way
Keep yourself alone and drop the time away
Listen to your heart
was still broke at the crib when they toured
The album soared and I got bored
With niggas talkin' shit, they came upon a ?
Ain't that a bitch?
I
tough guys shot for shot, maybe break your little heart
So better get ready for a-l-l the girls
Bridge
All week long we’ve had to act so behaved,
I been tryna figure out how to finish this album
Mad nostalgic, tryna find my inner magic
Thinking about the days where her hair blew out my window
And acapella Christmas albums
Unless you like that
And then you get
No acapella Christmas albums
Deserve to wrap gifts in odd-shaped boxes
Fairy lights tangled
Kubrick
Damn, who would’ve thought
Album in a month, lemme give you some food for thought
We was up in the garage, tryna chase a dream
4 AM, making hooks,
And acapella Christmas albums
Unless you like that
And then you get
No acapella Christmas albums
Deserve to wrap gifts in odd-shaped boxes
Fairy lights tangled
the same
Had a pocket full of dreams, put my heart in the game
Now it's bitches by the dozen and they all know my name, the young Rizzy
Still the same kid
Memories
They taunt me like a bird caged by scorched wings
Puzzle pieces missing
The grubby fingerprints that kissed the walls have vanished
Like
Welcome to the love album
You could’ve been anywhere in the world, but you’re here with me and I appreciate that
Through my journey of 30 some odd
a mock gun
My first album still slugging like it came with a shotgun
Girls love to talk about my ILL MIND Like HOP-Sin
5 albums Just starting best believe
the thing to make the things worse Baby I should think first
‘For I make the things worse
My name is Trev
And this is an album by me It’s called RUMTLOVE
hella gravy (Damn!)
Put a ring up on the finger of my special lady (Ay!)
Now it's sunny in my heart, you know my wallet cool
But still, every molecule
never run away from no s**t
The grass is greener on the other side cause it's fertilized by the bulls**t
Woah s**t, Woah s**t
There go Liphy talkin'
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