Lyrics:
can't remember
I remember henny
Cause I had a shot
By a shot I mean twenty
And that was too many
And that was too much
But I went back for seconds
My last
a father
If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma call her?
I'ma name her Bonnie
I read about your uncle Ronnie too, I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself
a father
If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma call her?
I'ma name her Bonnie
I read about your uncle Ronnie too, I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself
And who will say that I stayed much too long?
Clothes of sand have covered your face,
Given you meaning but taken my place,
So make your way on down
Sometimes you'll get hit hard right in the face
Ope, there I go with the inspiration shit
I just can't help it Guess it's part of my spirit
I need it as much
anyways, F it, what's been up? Man, how's your daughter?
My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm 'bout to be a father
If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma call
dream? If you knew you couldn't fail, what would you do? And at this point, I'm drunk. It's late at night. I'm looking for another job. And so I basically
to sleep at night I hear you breathing
And it's like
It's not much different this momentary sleep
Cause I get the chance to see you every time I dream
Sweet
evening, he slip
Seems he forgot what the C meant
It's yo dumbass that thought that last part was so concrete
But I guess you'd have to be Ken to get that
like Brek if any might step
I've got the whole game tryna bury my rep
I'm ahead by much more than twenty-nine steps
Still got more than you ain't got any
Shoutout Mordecai, man he's so fly (yeah-yuh)
Fuck I'm high
Jacob Cowan never stood a chance
Sections and regions, call it the last dance
I'm going way too
sports or anything really i
Felt neglected by my family
Growing up as well i've had
Many ideas that always felt
Superior compared to others, I
Knew that my
I carry the cross, if Virgin Mary had an abortion
I'd still be carried in the chariot by stampeding horses
Had to bring it back to New York
I
I carry the cross, if Virgin Mary had an abortion
I'd still be carried in the chariot by stampeding horses
Had to bring it back to New York
I
what the deal? What you wearin'? I be drippin' (what)
Cal Ripken's hit a nigga, Ken Griffey (home run)
The bitch got thick, so I guess she ate Jiffy
to be
Your gentle hand reached out to comfort me
Then came the dawn
And you were gone
You were gone, gone, gone
I had too much to dream last night
Too
swear this life was made for us
No such thing as getting paid too much
Going all night, please pray for us
Going all night, please pray for us
I
night
I guess that makes it all right
And you say, "what have I got to lose?"
And honey, I say
Little red Corvette
Baby, you're much too fast, oh
night
I guess that makes it all right
And you say, "what have I got to lose?"
And honey, I say
Little red Corvette
Baby, you're much too fast, oh
rather walk by myself
I had a bad dream last night
You was standing in the day afraid of light
When I touch my eyes to wake up
They were opened all
hopping along, when suddenly he comes and cures me.
One minute I'm a leper with a trade, next moment me livelihood's gone.
Not so much as a by your leave.
I got shot up in my dream last night
(Last night, last night, last night, last night)
Twelve slugs in my side put a rest to my mind
Feelin' fresh
to fill this hole in my heart
And I got nowhere to go, when it all falls down
Got nowhere to run, when it all runs out
Drownin' my sorrows with bottles
Too
songs in my discography
I remember hearing Clem a long time ago
And her voice stood out to me
So much it was so high pitched, and like
It almost had this
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