Lyrics:
parading my serenading
As I'll probably miss a bar,
But if this ditty is not so pretty,
At least it'll tell you how great you are.
You're the top!
parading my serenading
As I'll probably miss a bar,
But if this ditty is not so pretty,
At least it'll tell you how great you are.
You're the top!
parading my serenading
As I'll probably miss a bar,
But if this ditty is not so pretty,
At least it'll tell you how great you are.
You're the top!
'm squirmin' with worms you know I'ma give what I got
Everybody followin' trends
Phonies are quick to be friends
But remember who has your back when your down
Joyner
I won't join her
These are pointers
Make her loins hurt
Get my coins up
You know I'm gonna
Wipe her
Cypher
Pipe her
Tie her
Up for an all nighter
50
who are you?
Doctor who?
Apostle who?
Bishop who?
What good is you being popular on earth but anonymous in Heaven
Saints it's time to get rid
something
Is wrong with you and I left that part open
To symbolize how you completely
Forgot who you are the moment
That car hit you amnesia is a motherfucker
get two tries
Die if you try to
You trippin' like a gangsta that's
Piru wearin' sky blue
I know a guy who hand missin'
Before a gram of rock to use
booty by booty by booty by booty by hay!
Wasn't it you who left me alone
Wasn't it you who called me on the phone
Wasn't it you who wrecked my home
the street
That you don't know that well
Tonight on Stephen's Day
You said "I won't know what to say
It's always been this way
I can't help that I am just
it
Listen kid yo, you was born to be a pawn but I'm a bishop
Back to the novel, you Son, it's logical
How you figure god, what, flow on the track,
you forget who you are when you chase that cheddar, truth
They say never forget who you are even if you don't know where you're going, funny
I was told
been left
By the ones you love
Left alone with the ghost inside
When all you got are those Chemicals
Dead no soul on the edge of time
I know
I know
I
It's the motherfucking S to the I to the E-R-A-D-Z-A-N
You finally die, it's the- it's the motherfucking, it's the motherfucking
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo,
Stephen, I love you, I can't grow past you,
I'm, homesick in spite of the place
that I fostered and styled to raise this child
who keeps me in pitch
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I know you heard the terms chicks are like cars,
Well I treat bitches like drinks,
When I step in the club and by out tha bar,
So let me quench
And who's surviving off your dream?
I need to know before the deals done
How many niggas on my squad really a real one?
Who can you trust for real though?
the year
Proclaim to friend and neighbor
Your advent ever near
All praise for Stephen, martyr
Who saw you ready stand
To help in time of torment
To plead
the year
Proclaim to friend and neighbor
Your advent ever near
All praise for Stephen, martyr
Who saw you ready stand
To help in time of torment
To plead
to deal with the wars of us
People are rooks, by the way they stay on their path
I'm a nice guy, but I never finish last
And these people being pawns, by
You're not twenty-four anymore
Just go away, Wroetoshaw and on the way out
Close the door
GameboyJones should call it quit's
I don't know what you
ya baby man to a glory hole
Oooooooooooo
I got a fun fact
You a fuck nigga
Fuck nigga
If you owe me then pay up nigga
I'm feeling like bishop
Cause I
yo, you was born to be a pawn but I'm a bishop
Back to the novel, you Son, it's logical
How you figure God, what, flow on the track, flip the obstacle
love you
Til the chips are down
Got to be careful
Who you keep around
It's lonely at the top
But I'm alone right now
It's lonely at the top
But I'm alone
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