Lyrics:
friends, that's what Pac said
Although I clear my ruga ripping till they drop dead
I could a give a fuck about a buddy, he don't really love me
So there
alone over by the jukebox
Like she's something to sell
I said, baby what's the going price?
She told me to go to hell
Shot down in flames
Shot down
was standing alone over by the jukebox
Like she's something to sell
I said, baby what's the going price?
She told me to go to hell
Shot down
Came up straight from nothing for my dead guys
If I died right now they spin right back yeah we taking eye for eye
I've been doing my thing really
Creed album.
Guy 2: Ah, yeah, man. Scott Stapp, that guy's a musical genious.
Guy 1: One of the great minds of our generation.
(match lit)
(sound
Neo ma Hero ma batal
Maendish ga3 l buddy list
Kankhedm el Ego flkhatar
Wakha profili kinban peace
Nl9alik ta fin kayen l3atab
Ta tweli t3ish l
False buddies call me dummy
I gave college a break
You got a question pertaining
To my album date
I'm in my room working on another tape damn
Changed,
better luck getting up on Sunday
So take my advice and sleep in
Or get ate by the guys that we bring
Like a date with your wife is a deep thing
So the hate
They done showed up to squoosh my head, but I was saved by this guy they
call
Well they call him Mojo's dad cause he's a screaming lunatic
Librarian
stay
as thoughts they stray towards better days
what i say is not a lie
but the day my mother died
i became other guy
So if you wonder why, I barely go
keep it started
Yeah, yeah, violater the album
Go, go, go!!
[l boogie]
This is for my mob and my thug niggas
Ruff ryder bug niggas, def jam website
Doeburger!
Head swingin' like Rambo, he be spittin' like he pullin' triggers
Make a enemigo an example
(And I bet I beat the case)
Lot of guys
left in our lives
I mean, my crib look bigger through my son's eyes
And the squad look bigger to the young guys
And my dick feel better when you
uh
Man see I remember when I was like fifteen years old and my dad took me to the studio--
I know this is random I'm just trying to take you guys
And you'll know it was me by the trail of demos
Spare me the details, e-mails, memos
Dookie-gold chain letter to whom it may concern
Put this around
This the Outro on the
Album Of The Year
When truth seekers meet gate keepers with loaded heaters
Haters never check us it's tricky like my Adidas
I am 10 albums in now
And no one you know
Gives you anything
Nothing is handed to you
So I gotta take it
And you know
Claim my claim
I am hip-hop
she obviously meant "imply"
And I know some guys would put up with that kind of thing
But frankly, I can't imagine why
And I told her, I said
Hey! Are
As I strolled on by someone grabbed my arm and said
"buddy where do you stand"?
I said "I stand wherever I choose my friend
And you best let go of my
doin'
He just laughed and he said get together boy, and fall on by the house
Some Gonzo buddies would like to play anything your's picking now
with the girls we meet
None of the guys go steady cause it wouldn't be right
To leave their best girl home now on Saturday night
I get around
Get
mind
I'll be fine
This life is mine
I'll do it all by myself
By myself
By myself
This is the story of a guy named Nic
When he found his passion about
They say what I'm tryna do
Has never been done I wanna try
I will not be defined by
Old failure I'm a new guy
I used to like the adderall
Till I
Hot 98.7 Kiss FM, it's the world famous dial to pay countdown
I'm Wendy Williams
So we have $98 in Kiss Cash and the new CD by Jodeci
Let's go
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