Lyrics:
could say about two of them
Live correct and, show respect and
Don't sweat was is owned by the next man
Or front the role, being harder or tougher
Or live
didn't know we were going to live like this. You were not the person I married.
It's true. I wasn't. This was coming from the man who said no job was
any man
Steady poppin' Percocet, he blacked off them milligrams
You don't live how he live, you don't feel the man
Ain't no lil' bitty pill, just
when time stopped.
Garcia does something that makes me forget about those car speakers forever. Garcia, a genius, grabs me by the arm and he walks me out
grew up on the Eastside
Had family on the Southside and burbs, he lived three lives
He shy but charismatic, read stories in his free time
He had love
name's in the Book of life, I'm already marked
Marked by Christ! I'm already marked
When I wasn't marked it felt like I couldn't breathe
(Breathe)
I
Why you keep shutting me out
When I got the key to your heart?
Don't think I'll be like your ex cause
He wasn't playing his part
Don't be ashamed
the one
The reason why you live for the goddam gun"
He said "I get the [?], you just chill
Before you get out the motherfucker will be killed"
I said
or he white
(That's Jonathan Emile by the way)
Heaven help the mamma who just lost her by they guns and the justice that was there for safety
on makin' songs, we get the drop where he live
So we can,
yeah, get on his ass
Since he be dissin', catch him slipping and do him down bad
I ain't really
figured
I got my hand on the motherfucking trigger
What I saw'll make your ass start giggling
Three blind, crippled and crazy senior citizens
I live by
blanket
In the basement of the morgue of Laretto hospital,
The silver teeth of a man killed by a jealous wife!
I wasn't always an old maid.
I didn't
blanket
In the basement of the morgue of Laretto hospital,
The silver teeth of a man killed by a jealous wife!
I wasn't always an old maid.
I didn't
A dream I have
Shit
Not a dream I had
I said fuck em
And I
Played my pencil instrumentals
Growing up wasn’t so bad
We still had food on our plate
Nintendo
with a
Different kind of point of view
To tell the truth my father
Wasn't nothing but a fiend
By the time I came around
A nigga had got clean
Lost so
boy)
{Word?} Ain't he a Reverend now, collectin plates
At churches and shit?
(He's spittin flames right now baby
He at the top of his game, right
give him helping hand
It wasn't easy living on the exile plan
Vince Taylor used to live here, nobody's even heard of him
Vince, Vince Taylor lives
mother passes away (Aunt B)
I'm at rock bottom, Dave's with me through my mother's situation (yeah, I was)
But he's still playing basketball, he's doing
on the stage
We all need Jesus in our lives
He's the only thing that gets me through the day
Jesus is the One Who liberates
Jesus is, I'm unashamed to say
Jesus
Young black nigga trapped and he can't change it
Know he a genius, he just can't claim it
'Cause they left him no platforms to explain it
He frustrated
mom with two babies by the hip
Pops gave a nut but that was damn near it
Wasn't consistent in being around ain't no secret
He's been forgiven and I'll
I learned that it wasn't work the my time
It hurt but I've gotta live my life
I'm sure that she had me hypnotized
Hypnotized
I learned that it
As the world keeps turning, we lose more and more of ourselves
It's real out here
I wish I wasn't in my head so much
I wish I wasn't in my own way
Nicki Minaj's eyeliner is a
Precision event, a marvel
As if drawn on by the kind of
Pre-programmed robot arm used
For laparoscopic surgeries
It is
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