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Round and round and away we go Round and round and away we go Four by four and away we go High not low and away we go Round and round and away we go
you act timid and a bit shy But you talk crap when you're by yourself You are really just a bad guy, it was on the low now it's high You are going
Talkin his talk now he wet Talkin his talk he not a threat I'm by myself not with a set Stay by the strap like I'm a vet Moving real fast spilt drink
I think of the days when I was so young on my plight Party and bullshit and play Was up in the city, the one that's surrounded by lights Wanted
shit I denied it and got straight to the business Said I had brought what he wanted Show me the money I'll get it He grabbed his Wallet went in it,
All I knew was pain What don't kill you makes you stronger But my Jesus saves By His stripes we rise and conquer Have a little faith If you wait
right next to me And you wanted to (c'mon) I take you fuckin' bullets - let's do this P is deadly, he's just like his music Come through like the Taliban
See my niggas is wanted By street, by the state, by the hood They up to no good My niggas is wanted They coming for the bread And they ain't got stop
Sittin' at a tiny table in a ritzy restaurant She was staring at her coffee cup He was trying to keep his courage up by applyin' booze The talk
he was troubled when he didn't know And guess who was helping him, though He wanted to hang by the throat Cut up his wrists and let all his blood flow
Teph or they a gonner (blah, blah) That's what it sounds like when thugs cry I see things, see wings, when the slugs fly Low-life Lo-so, P-wing rug by
night when TEST STAND #1 and THE ROCKET SLED ITSELF... (We have ignition!)... got LUNCHED! I said LUNCHED! (Lunched!) By a FAMOUS MOUNTAIN-IN and his
Yo Hey yo, you all remember Shiro Down low the money Snaked by his girl and the friend he called his right hand Things have been different from
of 'maica at the age of ten Landed at the dot airport, comin' out of may pen Raised by his grandmama, until his real mama Could send for the youth,
Here's a story of a guy who had to cop out his life for bein' a high school dropout In the ninth grade he wanted to get paid but now the young brother
always be a problem to his poor and puzzled mother And he?ll always be another one of us He said he wanted heaven but prayin? was too slow So he bought
the rooster’s legs by throwing his whip. Heavy clouds now darken the sky and a strong wind begins to blow. Running hard, in a last desperate attempt, Leonard
Me and my buddy got us a wild hair And figured we wanted to go somewhere So we loaded up in my ragtop Chevrolet We had a little bit of money
be deaf But then he turned around And acted like he wanted to say something but couldn't speak So I took him by the arm and said would you like to talk
world I been going real crazy without you by my side And I just took a shot took a shot took 6 shots last night And I wanted to roll up a blunt but
Used to love me tenderly Kisses low calorie Sugar from my honey got less sweet gradually Now I'm icon turned Akon - lonely I'm an icon turned Akon -
my time I have to stick by her, too, while I'm serving her time It's kind of romantic if you think about it, Rand A man can't testify against his wife
gave up the game for his faith I feel like I'm caged in these chains and restraints Grimmin' every stranger in the place while I gaze into space
gave up the game for his faith I feel like I'm caged in these chains and restraints Grimmin' every stranger in the place while I gaze into space
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