Lyrics:
Lights, camera (ACTION!)
Allow me to lace the showcase
The style and the grace on me you gon' see
Gladly, from that introduction, you get
genetically-modified garbage
So I repetitively reload the cartridge
Boston, New York, down to Atlanta
Guerilla war in the swamps of Louisiana
Camera panoramas
Pillow fight
Video camera
Nightlight
Now we hooked up once
We've hooked up thrice
You've slept left side
And I've slept right
And we meet by
man has a story to tell
He lived by the book
Went to church every day
But his wife left him young
With two daughters and bills to pay
He worked himself
It's 'bout that time
Woo, yeah, aha, aha, you know
Yeah, word up
Come on, lights, cameras, action it's on
Straight outta gate with another hot song
to give
My situation's getting major by the second
That fool that shot his whole school up
Just turned eleven (Whaaa?)
And ain't no body even thinkin' bout
an early age, a problem child full of fear and rage
In the school yard at the back, a security camera caught this violent act
She'd come willing to him, she
Missed by a fraction, now it's gone
Stare into the camera and smile
How did we manage to get so lost?
I'm sorry, I don't know, I tried
Except I lied
to kill in his
Name once again baby's blood spills on to the tile
Cracks in your smile cameras on but your guest suspects
Can't respond to
Your
What is not said, but instead
What you don't know hurts you
And war look like a tv game
Entertaining frame by frame
But do we ever really know
blankly for hours wondering how it could have been
Interrupted only by the blur of sight from the tears I shed in between
C17-H19-NO3-H2O
I crawl my
Dirty jumped over the counter watch them bitches in the back
Tron grab the camera so you can hide a nigga face
Snatch the tape out there make a clean get
I was ashamed of
Running out of money if that?s what it takes
And I get the credit for the rookie mistakes
And he just stands by and he makes me cry
the time of day
Just don't sleep away the pain
Hold on tight to the things you're given
The camera caught it all
Aren't we all forgiven now?
Cause you say
to be a boss
But I know there's a bunch of haters tryna see me take a loss
So I be sleepin' with one eye open and put cameras in my vault
I've been
throat)
No play unless I get it for free
Vixens in black by the dozen lining up to see me
Don?t need mixing gotta keep my right hand free
Love this club
my mind was strong, I grew where you hold your blacks up
Trap us, expect us not to pick gats up
Where you drop your cracks off by the Mack trucks
Knocking pictures off your wall, when I pass by your house
Know your spouse is your trojan, if you love her than get her
Cause she stuck on a G, like a god
worse.
You've been instructed by sentences in each
Verse featured to suck you into a world invented to see you bleed first. My brutal rhyme is running
Elected by my people, the only one on the ballot
Born and bred to consult with feds, I laugh at fate
And assassinate my predecessor to have his place
In
I feel oh, so glamorous
Lookin' super fabulous
Sometimes I'm insecure
Something I can't ignore
All the flashy cameras
Try my best to handle it
I'm
What do they learn by shoving a big plunger in my mouth
Man, after a night of being prodded and poked
I just feel like a guy who had a massive stroke
me feelent du Moyen-Orient jusqu'à Rouyn-Noranda
Mais d'où on vient, où on s'en va, ma conscience est en examen
J'irai là où les caméras et les rats
I told her please go get a friend before she put me to sleep
I like to get faded with these hoes until they can't notice me
I'm not too jaded by
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