Lyrics:
drunk and high on all the good times
She's Judy Garland Cool
I'm Played just like a fool
Used up just like a tool
Chat her up she's a prima donna
Her
good, Crack?”
Got me screaming with a hood, with a hood rat.
Mami, I ain't gotta pop the ?
But the rocks got a gleam, so hard to miss ‘em.
So I, cut
get off, by the ounce
On the G.O., my P.O. is a dickhead twerp
Yeah, he a jerk and love to cock block work
And my next door neighbor, yeah, he got
skin cyst
So end this, or see me manana
Or see the speed of a llama
Underground prima donna
That ain't hard to find popppin' E in a Honda
With hands like
not strong, I`m not proud
all I am is just the one you see
gonna find him somehow another face in the crowd
out there somewhere, and I know he`ll be
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
don't behave
Tell me when and where, I bet I won't be late
All I really wanna do is procreate
I'm a superman, you be my Louis Lane
Know you late for
trade her for another
Good loving this day and age is so hard to find
So sick of being lonely
I'm so proud to be able to say that she's all mine
My
He said man I'm like your brother I won't lie to you
Hmm I find that hard to believe
No shit I ain't trust a dude since 06'
Male friends I don't know
person, living or dead, or actual events, is purely Coincidental
This is a Shockocracy, this is satire, but Not Sees are real
It's not hard
To be a bard
later!
The hard thing recalling is we never had square dance
Never brought the spurs out to Do-Si-Do to mare chants
Nope! We choked like some 4th quarter
you in stand by
Damn GOD damn GOD damn
King Bison
I just went ahead and
Said his name in vain
Hail to Mary man
I'm praying to the Saints
GOD forgive me
the sunset.? Clichés like, ?Get off of my planet by sundown!? More so than clichés like, ?he died with his boots on.? Marine tough the man is. Bogart tough
time you get some wheels, make it a Caddy
In terms of doing good, I know you wish you really could
But listen, brother man, I really think you can
time you get some wheels, make it a Caddy
In terms of doing good, I know you wish you really could
But listen, brother man, I really think you can
off twenty-eight rounds
And watch the pellets spread out, killin my associates
My boss is gonna get it now, and find out what Postal is
"Good
A good man is hard to come by
I find oft that he's hard done by
Look at me now
Am I a good man now
I won't kneel, won't bow
I'm not your brand new
a good girl, she want a gentleman
We sayin' the same thing like a synonym
I wasn't really spittin' game
I was scrimmagin'
My penmanship is so hard it needs
How you wanna act?
I hope civilized 'cause I love to see niggas die
Brains all leakin' out on the street
And the pastor preachin' "He was a good man
like a jigsaw
Big dog, never let the sheep talk
Thinkin' bout the days, they pass me by
Man, I swear not a day goes passin' by
I just wanna say I thank
is better than quality time?
[Bridge]
[Chorus x 2]
I'm a lady, and I'm hard to find
I'm just living my life, and I'm
(Trying to be a lady
gotta find a way to deal with)
As a young black teen, everyday I deal
With the pressure and mixed up is how I feel
I walk the streets with a fuck you
myself
Like, how much worse could this get
Man look at you, this is rock bottom, can we snap out of this
And go get ready for next year
A time for you
with what I once bought
'Cause somebody stole my car radio
And now I just sit in silence
Sometimes quiet is violent
I find it hard to hide it, my
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