Lyrics:
to say
I won't say, 'less you're going away
He strings himself on up to your front door
You've been a wall of ideas about the rich and the poor
We
You taught me precious secrets of the truth witholding nothing
You came out in front and I was hiding
But now I'm so much better and if my words don't
out
In front of some niggas that got yo ass spooked
Like one of my hoes ain't known before
You fake ass nigga
I'm sayin' real pimpin' here thou
I
I'll come down tomorrow morning
And meet you at our new location
In front of City Bookstore
Across the street from the railway station
She
Take a look at the guy who's standing in front of you
Take a look at the guy who once sat here with you
Take a look at the same guy, the same guy,
on the treble (adjust my mic level)
So fools can here me mic checkin' all the way in China
The skills you can't front on, Tha Alkaholik rhymer
Could rip a show
fronts to hide behind
No labels, no lies
No bullshit to hide behind
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No
Filled the shoes 'til I was ten
In front of the classroom
In front of my peers
That day will always be remembered
'Cause it was etched in tears
the fiends shooting
Front's is needed, I was once young and anemic
'Till I found a few players to team with
When the song come on hands in the air
I'm
happens has an opposite reaction
Keep my feet on traction, until my goals in life are right in front of my face
And I can smell, touch and taste what I've
Y'all come on in now, come right on down front
I got something I want to show you
Now y'all heard of the popcorn, y'all heard of the dog
You heard
the land of the lost
You can't front, you can't floss
S.I. New York City, the burnt out apartments, the hallways that's gritty
It's a pity we livin' this
Life is a lesson you can only learn for free and time keeps on slippin'
Like a faded memory
And I got the answers starin' right in front of me,
Manipulator of oak, the sick joke
liars want to be real and conceal the nose growth
in the first row a the show, try to front you get choked
Slayed Bambi,
A woman, a tire that's flat, a disease, a
Desire fears in front of you
Fears that hold so still you can study them
Like pieces on a chessboard
It's
on what I do
Don't really care if I fall
Just as long as I don't fall in front of you
I done disposed of all credentials
Now I deal only in essentials
I've
a beautiful cover"
On the cover of the Rollin' Stone
"A fresh shot, right up front, man"
"I can see it now, we'll be on the front"
"Smilin', man"
"Aah,
Raised up
Mud around her ankles
Gap up in her front tooth
Put me on her shoulders
Took me to her brothers
He made me puff a roller
Finally in her
heart, make it love for me
Show her the way to my front door
And happiness will be ours forever more
Must I wait impatiently
What will be I know will
the night fell I stepped inside to see
As bright as any star could shine
She stood in front of me
Lovers sure let in a little girl as one
She had a smile
an S on my chest
Got stress filling up my head
So I spent last night blowing up my life
Now you won't see me again
Cheers to the front and cheers
anymore than you can stop the door from closing.
Once you're gone, you can't go back home
Drove in front of the movie house where I spent my Saturdays
a mutherfuckin' fact
Kids around the way know what's up, they can't front
Kids are getting' smoked up like blunts
All over nonsense brothers die constant
I'm
they're the only one
Maybe you and I should not try to plan our lives
If only we could see what's in front of our eyes, yeah
Love hurts 'cause you can't
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