Lyrics:
know
I keep plodding on regardless
Like an actor in a show
Cos I'm just holding on tight by the tips of my fingers
And in the darkest of nights still
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game belong to me
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ
finger tips
Yes it's hard for me to try
To keep you right by my side
Cause your slipping
Right through my finger tips
Through my finger tips
Through my
by the way
From the cradle to the grave
To the palace, to the gutter
Beneath the dying waves of the sun
Lie the fingers of love
Through waves
And I can't look up
Fingers of love move down
And I won't be helped
Fingers of love move everywhere
And there is time yet
To fall by the way
From
Means
Middle fingers guns pointed at my enemies
I know it's still a lot of bitches out there missing me
You gotta I'm a get by Any Means
They gotta know
to a whole other level
Complain
Middle finger up, let's see them hanging
Leaders of this world, display their bodies swinging
Keep the hopes up, keep fighting
your finger my way
Don't put the blame all my way
She found me so light-hearted by the riverside
She didn't cry or try and I didn't mind
''cause I
miss you, I miss you, I miss you more
Watching through my fingers
Watching through my fingers
Caught off guard by your favorite song
I'll be
To fall by the way
From the cradle to the grave
From the palace to the gutter
Beneath the dying rays of the sun
Lie the fingers of love
Into waves
to be free
I'm trying not to point the finger
Take these pieces thrown away
Put them together from
Night and day
Washed by the sun
Dried by
Snakes all the way around
I'm gonna kill em one by one
Middle Fingers up
Fuck what they gotta say
I'm on my way
Level'd up into this game
Middle
an itchy finger
And nobody knows
Just a little heartache
Somethin' for the soul
Fingers on the trigger
And nobody knows, what she knows
I got a secret
on ma' birthday)
I won't let you get the best of me (Hell nah ma'fucker)
A middle finger to you apathy (Fuck you)
Yeah, you won't get to me
Can't get
An electric Light
I push my Fingers
And squeez my
Eyes!
An electric Light
I push my Fingers
And squeez my
Eyes!
An electric Light
I push my Fingers
mind
My trigger finger itchin
My trigger finger itchin
I'm bussin if you snitchin
Yea I'm bussin if you snitchin
Life or death you choose
So don't make
stopping up this hole
Can't put my finger on it
I sit
and watch the world go by
I wait
and I don't even know why
You know I listen to your
of your right hand 1 by 1: your thumb - index finger - middle finger - ring finger - little finger. Feel after.
Go with your attention to your right arm,
already eighteen
Need to go super high and bring my self-esteem
But it's hard when you're held back by the in-between
I've been struggling to breathe
So
Kept our hands under the table
We won't lift them we're not able
She'd like to meet me when she's all grown up
I think by then I might be rich enough
fingers back at you
Oh so quickly we accuse
Casting judgment’s what we do
If God’s grace never came through
You’d point those fingers back at you
Rap’s
Me and Fingers by the campfire
throwing stones into the lake
He was like the older brother
They could never make
Me and Fingers by the snack shop
You consider me the young apprentice
Caught between the Scylla and Charibdes
Hypnotized by you if I should linger
Staring at the ring around your
Soon to flex the index on the trigger my finger they going down so i fire ratata
Ratata from my assault rifles firepower when combined my weapon
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