Lyrics:
who's someone in my school, they want to suck my dick or sleep with me
I get big props, and high fives
For them quarter back sneaks from the 30 yard
the last Soul taken from it's Shell.
My soul is now in Hell.
Bleeding out the Shell,
It's called a Disaster.
The Gods are brought, by the Black Master.
cost my nigga
Double back through the water if you cross a nigga
It's greasy at the top, don't fall off my nigga
And get lost my nigga
I'm
Ayy, ayy, ahhh
(Baby you turnin me on, keep goin imma take you to prom)
She's careless
All on me feelin my style
She said wait, haven't done it in
by one, I'll take these steps
And as You breath, I'll catch my breath
As You teach me to be content
I'll trust in You to guide my steps
Mm-mm, mm-mm
clever
I would never, ever sell my soul, nah, never
'Cause I been on the road, been on the road, I
Quit actin' like you been with me this whole time
in the pen
Winners never quite, quiters never win
Coming out the bottle
You don't know the half
I'm famous know my signature
Call the autograph
From
like the XFL
One of the purest souls in this game
And it's not for sale
My flow like free water how I do it well
Measuring to be more than expected
Check
hand when the suns down, yeah yeah)
All expectations of life I made,
Let them be renewed in the light of the life that you gave
I won't let my soul drown
and hold your booty down like a waistline.
You gon end up in the water you keep playing with fire
Can't believe I wrote this song guess you can say I'm
my karmic garden
Seeds sprout from ground hardened
By the footsteps left by the dearly departed
In my karmic garden
Aphids to martians
Micro
need another light
Couldn't find it in myself I put my feelings on a shelf
Followed by the demons I've been healing in a hell
Shouting in the dark
you, then you can't blame him
That's just how the dice roll when you can't fade 'em
Get too deep up in that water and they can't save you
Me, I come
you, then you can't blame him
That's just how the dice roll when you can't fade 'em
Get too deep up in that water and they can't save you
Me, I come
got em stressing 'bout the things I might do
Ay, coming around and in love with this sound
If there's something I want then I'm hunting it down
Up in
like Mr. T is your back But he's
not So
don't act cute 'Cause if we do, you in high pursuit It's my thing
As the song
goes on, you will notice
I see it through experienced lens
I see the reflect In there eyes
As this thing called time flies and passes by
Even stars die
I'll take this pain
brought down heaven to feet
My feet where covered by yours as I stepped on thorns
Never tasted defeat cuz you cooked for we
Didn't have it easy as most
Easy
your little toy
You put a gun in my hand
And you hide from my eyes
And you turn and run farther
When the fast bullets fly
Like Judas of old
You lie
your little toy
You put a gun in my hand
And you hide from my eyes
And you turn and run farther
When the fast bullets fly
Like Judas of old
You lie
your little toy
You put a gun in my hand
cnd you hide from my eyes
cnd you turn and run farther
When the fast bullets fly
Like Judas of old
You lie
Shift to a different Wonderland to pay the price for my vice
A land of fields to toil in like slaves
No lilies in this field just plenty of souls
Bust down a pack
Bust down a sack
You run in my trap
And I bust out the strap
Bust down the watch
Bust out the glock
She said she want more
So I
at the mirror in the dark I hear her voice within the room, vibrating my heart It terrifies me, in my class I feel I’m free, but too quickly it pass before I’m
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