Lyrics:
head
Ive been in my head drowning
In all of my thoughts banging on all of my walls
Closing my eyes & coloring all out the lines
Been in my head for
the boy speak
My eyes red my blood red its all in my head
My eyes red my wrist red the boy bled Yea
My soul dead my mind gone I stay blown
I ride low my
I'm in the kitchen makin' radio rock
It's usually preferred, I be choosey with all my words
Throwin' eggs at them chicken heads, beggin' on the curb
big-headed
Would you please stop talking about how my dick head is
Flow infectious, give me 10 seconds
I'll have a buzz bigger than insects in Texas
It's
flip back
Nigga was like my real son, killed me when he did that
Look in his eyes and look in mine, I be like "God damn"
They tryna stop a nigga
I close my eyes spin
Take a breath and I picture us in a place
I can't recognize, cmon!
In the fire I call your name out dances
Up all night tryin'
light
Well I know I shouldn't smoke
I was going, I was free to leave
Walking fast down the Bowery
Tears in my eyes so I couldn't see
But I made my
head
I'm just a patsy like Patsy Cline
Never shot anyone from in front or behind
Got blood in my eye, got blood in my ear
I'm never gonna make it
good"
Cause I'm high, I'm so high
Time has flown by
My eyes they don't lie
Where the fuck is Lou, I'm trying to be polite
I think he laced me, I'm a chuck
of my head
That's the state of my, state of my, state of my head
We've been shot up, beat up by the fallin' of the arrows (arrows, arrows, arrows)
see why these people always got my back
I done said so much f- up sh-, I was born a mistake
But I was put here not by accident
I had a purpose
Head down, ass up; I’m in tha club lookin 4 a big butt
Head down, ass up; Oh shit, there it is shawty back it up
Shake that ass, shake that ass (aye,
the answer's not in your head, my dear -- it's in your
butt!
J.D.: You see....
Everything comes down to poo!
From the top of your head, to the sole of your shoe
with my hands
Tied up in those ropes (Your ropes)
Forever and ever, no more (No more)
The midnight sky is the road I'm takin'
Head high up in the clouds
dye, diddle-eye diddle-eye day
Well she found the old man lying late in the bed
She picked up the butter stick and paddled his head
Singing Fie
knife
So once I put your ass in the red
I'm going for the head
Just making sure you're dead
"Always look a man in the eye before you kill him"
"It
Choppers out when I jump out the car, fresh like a dead body
3-0 in my 4-0, fuck 54 'cause bitch I'm 6-0
Hit from the back, bitch, let my dick go
Like
with my own eyes
I don't want to hear them
now everybody wants to know how does it feels
Blind things should come to an end
I look so ugly in
In Black is back to protect the world
When the enemy is near, the elite is here
So have no fear
Just let me see ya nod ya head
When we get down with
the songs
And maybe the old songs will bring back the old times
Maybe the old lines will sound new
Maybe she'll lay her head on my shoulder
Maybe old
it's a 'I' in 'win' (Lord, win)
They got they eye on me, I got my eye on Him ('sup)
Some fam died, some friends died
I am feelin' rage
By the way, is a ghetto up in heaven, my n-? (Jesus)
If it is, keep the chariot revvin' my n-, yeah (Lord)
That's what my mama be sayin'
And before
and the alimony
Is why I'm broke, but I don't care because
My impact is mandatory in a age of fake and
I'm perplexed by the hate
Why flex in your songs if
They
right by the seashells
They all got the look, like they'd ride on you
Take it easy young boys I got my eyes on you
[Chorus: Akon]
I got my eyes
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