Lyrics:
(uh)
I got the pack of Rough Riders in the back of the Pathfinder
You know the epilogue by James Todd Smith
I get swift with the lyrical gift
Hit you
(uh)
I got the pack of Rough Riders in the back of the Pathfinder
You know the epilogue by James Todd Smith
I get swift with the lyrical gift
Hit you
that, Royce, where you at?
I'm right here Fire Marshall, verbal pair of pliers, I pry apart you
Lump on your head designed by a bar stool
Designed by
hope so.
Yoko: i hope so.
John: okay.
Stay in bed!
John: look there's a fly flitting around. Just makes you laugh.
Yoko: what time is it?
John:
defeat him
I'll be the first who doesn't need him
This time I could actually beat him
So let you help me, let you see him
You'll be the one who helps
search everywhere.
You're wounded in love
Forsaken by nature
You look in each window but nobody's there.
Wounded in love.
There'll come a time when my
look down like, "Yeah, you owe me, nigga"
I got bloodas, I ain't even got no homies, nigga
Really act like you're my relative, you really know me
Caught
you they're the shit
And they'll prove it in a bit
Hold up let me take a hit
Fore I throw a fucking fit
I'll take the whole world by myself
Not short I
lost don't make it true
I know ain't no rules to this game
I'm not gonna give up what we do
Every time you go searching for pain
Take a long hard look
go
Y'all the ones that don't love yourselves
(Yeah)
Time to go in
Look
All eyes on me
Feelin like Pac, can't fuck with me (nah)
Ain't no other
came again
"Hey it's emcee I see you about to attract with words?"
I didn't get paranoid or felt a way the second time I'm hearing his voice
I look
for me, I mean better days for each and every one
I know we all have times when we look up and it seems like we'll never see the sun
But what's
Okay, truth, I'll tell it
It's time
I don't care if I offend you
I rather offend what's in you
Ha, look ma I'm open no pen
Work that faith quit
, miss you) I miss you, baby, I miss you, baby
(Miss you, miss you, miss you)
Without you I don't know what to do with myself, what to do with my time
it
Listen kid yo, you was born to be a pawn but I'm a bishop
Back to the novel, you Son, it's logical
How you figure god, what, flow on the track,
the rainy day
They lift my spirits and erase my doubts then
Chase those gray clouds away
If I had a dollar for every time
That they have stood by my
me dirty
Gotta boss up and go 730
When I ball move swift james worthy
Bake the pot like the turkey
I'm a ticking time bomb like tom cruise
Gotta get
of this emperor
You all look mental, from too much politicin'
So relax, sit back, and join in when I'm singin'
y'all tryin' to make the cut
Well, I
right now I'm booing you
What did Kobe, Gigi and them other passengers do to you? (What they do?)
My condolences at this time is all I could offer
Kobe
'll get myself back in line
Because I recognize, I have been called, for such a time as this!"
You can't resist the change
And you're not condemned by
it ain't never work
Adam and Eve couldn't even true to each other
So how you expect me and another shawty
I ain't lyin I ain't lyin
I ain't gone
'm infatuated by your look
and how you always seem to stand out in the crowd
i love the way your voice sounds
and how you got a side that's even kinda wild
me
stop or get
Dissed subliminaly yeahh cause im the
Worst unless you want a
Subliminal message in every verse now im
Going 1 by 1 first
Is lil james your
screaming get ink
Now before you die naked
They say no alcohol before you get a tattoo
But I'm intoxicated back in a tattoo chair
Touching up a tat that looks
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