Lyrics:
hate runs high
And this time, we'll give it to you easy (give it you easy)
(When I take) I take back what's mine
With pleasured hands, and torture
hear that over by the bar?)
'Bout to rhyme, one time, one time (can y'all hear that?)
(Tell 'em, jack)
If MC's don't know, if y'all niggas don't
freak me a gangsta ...
[Verse 1 - R. Kelly]
I'm lookin for them gangsta girls
not them fake a** +Wanksta+ girls
Just them ghetto fabulous girls,
a cheeseburger!
She says "That's not what I'm hungry for"
I put my head in my hands and screamed,
I don't know who you are anymore!
The voice on the speaker says
could be great i'm on my way
If I want escape i can escape
Coming down Fig turn left on Gage
I had an M5
Headlights were square like the Jakes
Race
proud to be wild and he's
Thinking now is time to get the crowd shouting
Now people found him, it's, "Wow, peep his salary"
Way back when I was feeling
closed the door
If I could turn, turn back the hands of time
Then my darling you'd, still be mine
If I could turn, turn back the hands of time
Then my
time, we'll give it to you easy, when I take back what's mine
With pleasured hands, and torture everyone, that is my plan
My job here isn't done, 'cause
back pain. If you notice your back problems coming and going, take note of what is going on in your emotional and spiritual life at those times
important/ if you like we’ll escort them,
We gon keep the music turnt up till 6 in the morning/ back at my crib.
V1
It’s closing time/ got over time/ all
Ohh I'll be with you.
If I'm gone when you wake up please don't cry.
And if I'm gone when you wake up don't ask why
Don't look back at this time
Everyone claim they the goat
Guess I'm a lion
I'm flying
No lying
No cap
When I rap
First LP, the shit had 7 tracks
And all off them slap
Time only
Show you I'm not R. Kelly
X, pass me the weed
I'ma put my ashes out on his ass for the last time, man
Watch your fuckin' mouth
I love it when you
Deep thought becomes contemplation/ patience starts running thin like high elevations/ friends turn foes/ thats insubordination/ i back away slowly/
talking on a Just Blaze track
Rick Ross on the poetry
Ay, Just, this religious
God dammit, says
(Just Blaze)
Surviving R. Kelly, registered
AGAIN after we separated
Just so i could see my son & I AM JUST TIRED
Back then you asked me why didn’t i
Stop the divorce from happening i tried!
We are
pain, my passion, my pleasure
My good and bad times, niggas, my whatever
My hopes and dreams, blood, tears and sweat
My version of R kelly
This is
next to Beyonce
Now I felt like Michelle and Kelly
As if my destiny wasn't manifested for me
At the same time my dawg James, fightin' an attempted
version
Of us that we've ever been
I think our feet are gonna slip
I think our hands are gonna shake
I think our eyes are gonna cry
I think our
around in a gym
My little sister's Daddy was always dippin' the Cadillac
With the matchin' Dallas Cowboys towels in the back
I think it was a Deville
R
more than one voice singing in the darkness
Joining with that one voice
Each and every note another octave
Hands are joined and fears unlocked
If only
To turn your back when I needed a hand
Caught up in situation, blinded by the confrontation
Your actions I could never understand
I guess you was
obsessed
I've been so consumed by
consumers who are users
Now what you got me doing
abusing other humans,
Going through them like protrusions
If slewing
Nobody cares but me
All I wanna do is relax, I just want my heart back
Who cares if I'm drowning out
All I wanna do is relax, I just want my heart
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