Lyrics:
a hell
Contrary to what you were taught
Love seems rare in the universe
And pain seems common
There are images you can't get out of your head
Not just
crossed
Still there's no love lost
Now I can't even start this i
See no light inside the darkness
So whatcha want, miss? don't check my pulse
Because i'm
men become instruments, get played, I acknowledge
I've been there before, it get trippy, reflectin' on little me
Summon a ghost through the swish
from the dirt
Back to avenge his own death on this Earth
Ever hear of Jason, then you know my work
Down to the basement, the dog get it first
I can't
me mr. fast lane, no front brakes
cause she gone
she outta here mane
yeah, from jersey to the berg
neako, young jerz, wiz khalifa, yeah
can't tell us from one another
It's a real shame, what happened to you
You don't know me, well now you?
you know my name you don't remember the game
This that, passion I get from how you bluff about me
Fuck ya squad, you gon need god to pull a punk up out me
Blah blah blah, La la la, keep singing, I'm
Cause she wouldn't give a guy like me no rap
She was walking down the street so I said "Hello
I'm Kangol from UTFO." And she said "So?"
And I said
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there ain't no place I'm going to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In
much TV
Or you just bought a new rap CD
And now you're out here gettin mad at me
Check him out
Mr. Tough Guy
You think you look cool, it's not the case
Heartbreak suzie playing with my mind
(me can't believe the girl have me under so much raps)
Heartbreak suzie don't you waste my time
(make my
the wrong message, and now it's time
I'm hearing from God, what amazing experience, as you hear from God
He said, "Is there forth any man be in Christ, he is
near here, up in Humboldt County about 200 miles north of San Francisco right near a town called Shelter Cove, get this: three- to four-hundred American
a casket nap
Cass' can rap, you can't compare him to me
I'm ya savior
It's like scripture when they
Hear it from me i snap back
(snapback) so cats in this
3
We the best can't compete with these beats shit is heat
Weird flex how I dress threads made by me
Get respect where I'm at better run it by me
In the city where ya can't tell the snakes from the fakes
Fakes from the phonies, enemies of homies
Around the corner there's another nigga waiting
killer peeped him out flashing a knot
A well known murderer, check the ill plot
Call up Corey Buns, get him on the block
Niggas gotta eat, plus he front
away from me fake bitches
I can’t take the phoniness
Get away from me wack tracks
I can only make only hit's
I’m an only child lost in the World
Where
hickeys on your chest
Then turn around and blast you with a .33 shot Tec
You couldn`t rap, you was wack from the get-go
So you got bumped off by my head
Yo, law is it cool if a nigga just
Get fucked up for this one?
Yeah, Mr fuck-a-Cop is back
And I still don't give a fuck, yaknahmsayin'?
Puffin'
Life‘s a journey and I pray I get to go the distance
The greatest teacher that I ever had was Mrs. living
Mr. experience was giving me a lot to deal with
Man life been so hard on me
By the grace of God I still get through
I know somebody watching over me
N now that you gone I hope you do too
I can't
working, verses made by choice
I'm choosin' you, my younger bus rider
Tough and dying from the heat, leaking on the street
I know you're dirty on Kirby, but
there, swingin from my nuts
I said, "get the fuck out!" and made it loud and clear
Get off my dick nigga, and tell your bitch to come here
I see me about
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