Lyrics:
Times have changed and times are strange
Here I come, but I ain't the same
Mama, I'm coming home
Times gone by seems to be
You could have been
got to be a bad boy
Okay, come out and play
Ya'll clowns Need to get down
Or get out the way i'm a live round
Shot to your head by Doc Dre ain't too
rehearsal I'm sick
My album is like one long AIDS commercial (yuck!)
I'ma take your worst nightmare
Divide it by fair and multiply it by 9 squared
I'm
are
I won't count on you for that
You're only 'bout yourself
So now I'm by myself
Ill do it on my own I wont ever ask for help
Those nights I've been
Corners
And all the spots in Beantown where niggas carry burners
But I was more turned on by the microphone
So one cold morning, I left home
Next I'm
Auto
To NBA Arenas and standing right by your idols
By your idols
By your idols
By your idols
By your idols
Wrote this on a plane, focused and I'm tame
I'm V.I.C.T.O. With the R
Tell em fries I can make em cold bar for bar
Mister Freeze bury you in snow I go hard
Look at these I'm king of the cold
bookshelf a usual placement
Only labels I'm working with - are located in Visual Basic
Basically I've got the power, point made, you can take my Word for it
Miss lonely
O Miss Lonely
Let me be there by your side
Let me be there by your side
Let me be there by your side
Miss lonely
I know that you feeling
your voices fly
I'll call out to the world tonight
Give thanks for we are saved
I'm calling to the world tonight
To never be afraid
The end
to raise up
Realized I'm a threat and so I sobered up
Balancing my chakras 'boutta make em bitches open up
Seem like banks are running out of money they can
late
People are talking about you
Rumors are spreading; tell me they're not true
I'm tired of waiting, it's too late
You let your love circulate
the Flyest
Not your highness, but I've been judging niggas like I'm Pilate
We not joking
We not gone wash our hands of this blood
We are the chosen
It's clear that we weren't meant to be
I'm hurt by you and
You're hurt by me
But somehow we keep pushing we
There's sickness in this passion
And yet
catch this train
Up past sunrise, now I'm restless, blue skies fucking with my brain
Time is ticking like the clock, I'm still held up by delays
Body
Bag up your plastic
We'll make a family
A boy or a girl
Or both or neither
As long as we're ticking the boxes of the modern life
Apathy by proxy
No we
pretty head, girl, stop crying to yourself
Run into the wild places far from here
We are darker angels, black lighting in our heads
We are far beyond
to those who pray so don't you chalk it up a chance,
And never let your arrow be led by arrogance,
Fill your quiver full of courage,
Show this world your
Calls me by my name
Now that I am in your fair town
You must do the same
For I'm a
Ding dong daddy from Dumas
You ought to see me do my stuff
I'm
leavin' your ass broke
Pass the vapors as the papers
Will be comin' in i'll get the guts
And give a fuck about being a friend
Bitch, I'm a playa
I got no
to fix up the damage
Caused by your past, I’m sure that I can manage to be your..
Prince Charming, your knight and shining armor
We can heat it up hot,
This song right here is dedicated to the president of the United States of America
Y'all might know him as George Bush
But where I'm from, lost
I'm in this fight and I'm swinging and my arms are getting tired
I'm trying to beat this emptiness, but I'm running out of time
I'm sinking in
at me
I'd rather be alone
I seem better off on my own
Just don't get me wrong
Boy I'm sick up off the dome
Yeah and all I see are bars
Like my name is Al
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