Lyrics:
It's hard to make it
Gettin' harder every day
It's Hell tryin to make it
When you're doin it by yourself
It's Hell payin taxes
When there's no
when I dream I'm not lonely
Who's Your Daddy?
Chain up the beast
They gave me a job so he could never get out and so the beast sits there
Dreaming
me these days
Got a good job, got a good office
Got a new wife, got a new life
And the family's fine
We lost touch long ago
You lost weight I did not
head
I don't care, I paint the town red (walk on by)
Bitch, I said what I said
I'd rather be famous instead (walk on by)
I let all that get to my head
I
proceed, bumpin' that that Californication, by the Red Hot
Fuck around and then hit 'em with a red dot
Y'all better not me fuckin' with me
Who, him? Yeah,
like a wrestler
I show you the ropes, connect the dots
A country girl that love Hollywood
Mama used to cook red beans and rice
Now it's Denny's, 4 in
GOTTA FAMILY TO FEED
BUT AINT NO JOBS WHERE IM FROM, AND I CAN’T GET A DEGREE,
SO IMA BOUT TO HIT THE BLOCK AND GET THIS SHIT BY ANY MEANS
CUZ WHERE IM
inspired by my Future kinda Life
Working got me tired my ability spent
My focus on the wrong thing when my focus the rent
My focus on the job
My focus
I be puttin' a lot (red flag, red flag)
Red flags, I be puttin' a lot (red flag, red flag)
It's a good night (woo-hoo)
In L.A. smokin' opps, it's
they belong in the runnel
When I spit all you see is red
Red
I'll leave you snoozing in bed
Bed
By the time you know it, you'll be dead
Bullet thought
and he's walking on by
Im'a look 'im in the eye and tell him
Good job bro
You really are the best guy for this job
Get up in the morning and I turn on the TV
want ill go pop it
I feel good today so the prices they dropping
Red in my cup I'm still pouring the wocky
I run the earth both sides of the equator
and the Senate debating this issue
And it's, it's really astonishing that in a country founded by immigrants
"Immigrant" has somehow become a bad word
So
It To Me Rough
Mr please, Drop Me At My Job
Mr please, I Need A Hundred Dollars To Borrow
Mr please, Can I Use Your Car
If any man can do all this
He
'em grown and then watch 'em lead
Let me proceed, bumpin' that that Californication, by the Red Hot
Fuck around and then hit 'em with a red dot
Y'all
the Word
Now I keep it on me like a concealed
Bruised by the heel so the boy could get healed, huh
Great
Hold up wait
For my good
It's gon work out
Great
black-eyed daughter,
Bess, the landlord's daughter,
Plaiting a dark red love-knot into her long black hair.
By alfred noyes and phil ochs
your jewels
You can keep the color TV, those soaps just make me sick
All I'm asking you leave me, is my little red joystick
My red joystick, my red
aunty meanwhile got a job, she now worked with the Canadian embassy in India.
Just after Shaine’s sixth birthday she was taken to the Philippines by her
focused gotta take it day by day
Cause it's bad things, happening to good people
And it's good things, happening to bad people
Just know your luck gon' run
Logic
Talk shit, get hit, nigga
This is a world premiere
Logic, Juicy J, College Park
Takin' 'em back to 2011, my nigga
It's a good day (good
America, God bless you if it's good to you
America, please take my hand
Can you help me underst
Yesterday I got a call like
From my dog like 101
Hey yeah let me get a Sierra Nevada and shot of Cazadores please
Oh shit what up Homage! Long time no see bro
Ahh what up dude! Good to see you
Aye
I guess I fell in love too quick
Kinda got burned up by a red head chick
So I ain't tryin' go that route again
I was rolling through a stop sign
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