Lyrics:
ever could be
Now I'm feelin' the highs and you're feelin' the lows
The beat starts gettin' into your toes
You start poppin' your fingers and stompin'
passion and turned it to something
When money the target, than nigga I'm hunting
I mean what I say I could never be stunting
I cant fake no love man, I keep
That i had by showing
The world i didn’t care about
Being like other people
I could never go back – 50 Cent
The 50th Law is based on the following
might just be the feds
Thinking back I got set up by my ex
So why the fuck would I trust you
If you ain’t beneficial to them they gone say fuck you
Bizzy
in the sunshine
The golden brown people
Before they were ilegal
Before they separated the north from the south
Before they took my indigenous words
with you
The Casanova legend must have been true"
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by name of Lois Lane
And you could be my
before
Crazy raw talent right in front of my eyes
Come to find out, they were gon' be streaming it live
For hundreds, hundreds of people new to understand
Probably could see you
Later tonight right
Later tonight right
And I'll be waiting for you
I'll be waiting for you
I'll be waiting for you by that bench
I'll
called by the name
Chris the little bitch
I lost my cat
I lost my cat
I lost my cat
The time has come
For Chris's dick to be chopped off
And roasted
ain't ride this dick without a sound I lift her up, I grip her butt I pipe her
down I'm Charley Brown, I'm not Chris Brown
but I take her down, yeah
We
red chip planted behind their ears
Covid to them was a democrat concoction and liberal fantasy
They thought they could cure themselves by drinking their
an ambulance
I'm passin' out off of mass amounts
Of craft beer, can't hear what you're laughin' 'bout
We're drinkin' champagne by the magnum now
I got a drink in
jump through hoops
Cross over mountains and Mohills to get to you
Sometimes I just can't focus cause my mind so loose
I could never be like Chris
Disneyland
I am teaching Sickology, try to follow how every punch line hits
Like Chris Brown's fist in the face of Rihanna
[Chorus]
Yes I got to be
Disneyland
I am teachin Sickology, try to follow how every punch line hits
Like Chris Brown's fist in the face of Rihanna
[Chorus]
Yes I got to be vicious,
I never would be
He's leaning out of the frame
His face is twisted and wild
His blood is punishing me
I am forever a child
Watching my shadow recede
Clerk: You've got a pet halibut?
Praline: Yes, I chose him out of
Thousands i didn't like the others
They were all too flat
Clerk: You must be a loony
Niggas talk like hoes that could never be me
Bitches over bros that could never be me
Under pressure never fold that could never be me
You sell
See the bluebird fly easy as a dream,
Dipping and bobbing in the sun.
Could she be the one I saw so long ago?
Could she be the one to take me
cop it I don't need the amount
I know I'm always well off don't need to check the account
Send him on a hit I know the body will never be found
Tryna
And you could never feel the love without knowing the pain
Bracelet and the pinky ring, go with the chain
These the different kind of jewels though, that
underneath
eating mine alone
and no one knows
or eating every ones
and everyone is coming
i could never bring anything to reality now
reality is cracked by
such a treat I never saw
Oh I only hope someday to be the old man's son-in-law.
Well, Old Brown he sells from off his shelf most anything you please
Swagger
I'm a be a nigga that can break you down
A tad bit of a Brager
On point like a dagger
Get my swang on but I'm not Chris Brown
I'm a D boy in my
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