Lyrics:
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Different day, same old story
Got money on my mind, nothing more important
My asset of a kid raised in apartments
Fuck forty in the mue, I need
attributes of the building. I tried to read
and learn every detail by heart from his book. After this
process, I began composing. I may not be
And after this song is over you got 12 minutes left
You are out manned out number the shells
Come by the hundred
Sparks flying light up the sky followed by
Got a blade by my side and its wanted for two
One, two, three, bitch, yea im coming for you
Got a blade by my side and its wanted for two
One, two
was once said by Black Thought that +Things Fall Apart+
Knew I shouldn't have been messin' with dude's girl from start
But I pimp from the heart,
to be
Is left up to me, and my momma nem told me
No, no, no
I'm so tired, it's been so long, struggling, hopelessly
Seven and forty days, hey
suck unu mukkunu
Duck unu Bumbastar
One, two, tree, four gal a watch me
Five, six, seven, eight wan' fi snatch me
Nine, ten, eleven, twelve try fi
born I had to disobey, I learned to write on the walls of the hallway
I did the math, had to pre-pay, trash was thrown out, and by the way
Humans and 46
And remember the days gone by
For a moment it can seem
Just the way it used to be
Stay...
(please stay)
Stay, stay, stay...
One, two, one, two
Stay for
My heart is beating from me
I am standing all alone
Please call me only if you are coming home
Waste another year flies by
Waste a night or two
My heart is beating from me
I am standing all alone
Please call me only if you are coming home
Waste another year flies by
Waste a night or two
you know, after they picked that "Truth" beat
I was figuring I was gonna get some more work
But shit just wasn't poppin' off like that
I was
next?
It's me and you, doing the sex
So now you know I'm just a freak
Give it up baby, I can't wait two weeks
I want it all, don't say I won't
Get it
[Chorus x 2]
(What you doin'?) Nothing, chillin' at the Holiday Inn
(Who you wit'?) Me and my peeps; won't you bring four of your friends?
(What we gon'
will
Hey I'm forty-one today still going on twenty-two
But I can't change and live the way you want me to
That red bandana tied around your
I left my twenties
In bar rooms and bathroom halls
Past twenty-two to forty and four
Eighth Avenue
We walked twenty blocks
Sat on the roof
filling up a fucked up mind
It's real fucked up
Like a fucked up crime
If I say "Fuck" two more times
That's forty six "Fucks" in this fucked up rhyme
and call yo` bluff
Ignore a fool, that`s what they holler
Snatch his bootsy a** up by the collar
Law enforcement agents got me and my dudes up under
filling up a fucked up mind
It's real fucked up
Like a fucked up crime
If I say "Fuck" two more times
That's forty six "Fucks" in this fucked up rhyme
yes y'all
You think you got flavor to match?
You can get a smack for that, black
Chorus
Verse two:
Nobody can do it
You runnin out of gas sun,
two-tone, but it came with several different colours
Not a pride thing, why I hold grudges
But you can't backdoor me and think we're still gonna be brothers
graduation
Mary Anne went out lookin' for a bright new world
Wanda looked all around this town and all she found was Earl
Well, it wasn't two weeks after
but I hope your soul vindicated
Invaded by demons, and a cesspool of broken wings
It's gonna be heaven on earth bad as it seems
I dream for that
long black hair
"One kiss my bonny sweetheart
I'm after a prize tonight
But I should be back with the yellow gold
Before the morning light
Yet if
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