Lyrics:
pilgrimage
Something had happened beyond her control
A moment of madness unfettered a soul
That would relish a freedom denied once before
By a desperate
pilgrimage
Something had happened beyond her control
A moment of madness unfettered a soul
That would relish a freedom denied once before
By a desperate
Lil' Jay on the track, nigga
Aye and you already know it's ya boy Lil' Scrappy
We finna have the whole M-F world, rockin' in dis bitch
Look
've been lookin' at her face
It's something on yo expression lookin' like you need a taste of that ass
Take the grab, it's nothing that I can say
It's a lot
as a pea, though my weight fluctuates
Size ain't shit, cause I have enough game to make you steal from ya mama
And call her out by her name
I can make her
leave me alone?
Leave me alone, leave me alone
Why did you leave me alone?
Leave me alone
Every evening I have a by myself meeting
First off, I
lookin' at her face
It's something on yo expression lookin' like you need a taste of that Ace
Take the ground, it's nothing that I can say
It's a lot up
lookin' at her face
It's something on yo expression lookin' like you need a taste of that Ace
Take the ground, it's nothing that I can say
It's a lot up
Smack fire out you lame Disc Jocs, why did you make this hot?
They all rappin' 'bout the same wristwatch
Call all of our women by they names, change
supposed to function, seen niggaz die everyday, & so I never felt southern comfort,
my trap door gotta swing or gonna go out like a monster, & have me
You cannot judge a book by its cover
I seen the doubt they put me on the cutter
Taking my shot im trying to beat the buzzer
He play with them keys
Ooh you feel that as I take you to them dirt roads deep in your southern roots
When nobody said life was going to be easy
And we travel to this
[Ludacris]
Oh you feel that as I take you to them dirt roads deep in your southern roots
When nobody said life was going to be easy
And we
swell
In this crummy Southern town
In this crummy old hotel
But you'll never guess to who you're talkin'.
No. You couldn't ever guess to who you
swell
In this crummy southern town
In this crummy old hotel
But you'll never guess to who you're talkin'.
No. you couldn't ever guess to who you
When I die
Fix that tie
See man that's why you can't go over there
That' why nobody has and that's why nobody ever will
One kid did and no body ever seen
Five bones for the shizzerts
I don't smoke twenties
Eight hundred for the izzerds
I'm the biggest boss that you seen thus far
You can tell by the strongs
The single son she had last night is buried under her
They say that the war is done
Where are you now, my son?
An old man with unsteady gait and beard
asks me what I’m doing and I say
"What you want me to do"
The sun is starting to set
And circling seagulls have
Become voyeurs my finger finds her clit
died, I miss my fallen soldiers
For them I'm spittin' fire, like the kid got halitosis
They call us vultures, but we ain't have no cultures
Nothin' in
seen him and gave him a head nod
Nigga panic on that skid and ran into a headshot
Ayy, I got that stick on me, I'm walkin', I could lean on it
You seen
beat the hoe twice
Never cuff a bitch, I cannot have no wife
Uh, never ever in my life
Brodie rollin' off the drank, he hella lazy
If you want
a zip, it opens up
I smoke it up, go home, and fuck
C'est la vie, girl, when in
Rome I gave the face, please pay with dome
My business card says
"You're in
doctor strange I have to wonder was this the only way
There's a fighter from Zimbabwe
Her name is Kudakwashe
She's the current best boxer in Africa
She'll
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