Lyrics:
casin' out your crib, tryna pop your fuckin' noodles
She was twenty I was twelve, man my Nana said she raped me
I jus' smiled from ear to ear, sayin'
your crib, tryna pop your fuckin' noodles
She was twenty I was twelve, man my Nana said she raped me
I jus' smiled from ear to ear, sayin' take me baby
the body's guest,
Upon your impish arrant
Let none be guiled by false confession
Truth shall be your warrant
Fly soul for your body must die
But for those who
the body's guest,
Upon your impish arrant
Let none be guiled by false confession
Truth shall be your warrant
Fly soul for your body must die
But for those who
without her by your side you need her Dirty sinner do you know your place? Shove her down your throat until you're blue in the face
And are you proud
eye on the prize
I will laugh a little more than I cry
Path is steep, so one step at a time
Community is in need so I will
Stand by your side
Through
Tactical abominator
Imagine the battle, shadow spar ‘till your death blood
Laugh in the Face no disgrace when ya wear mud
Toughen your skin, breathe it in
downfall smiling in ya face
Trying to beat you to the finish line but it's not a race
Just a twisted face out to twist your fate
Just a twisted face out
the one who can save
So I look upward I look to your face
I will not trust them no I will waste
Any of my strength it's all by your grace
Jesus your king
I got no fucks on charity
I swear to God I'll hang it up right now
If by 2 more vowels you don't swear by me
Turn your faith in 2 seconds
Walk up
Now out of all the women in the place
You got me starin' at your pretty face
And with that body, I could truly say
That you are the one, you are
shall look on yours.
Annie, the ship I sail in passes here
(He named the day) get you a seaman's glass,
Spy out my face, and laugh at all your fears.'
as it feels alright
I had gotten frozen by the way you walked
By the love that you gave, by that look on your face
It's a cover up, I know everything
I
can't go)
Don C, Nigo, in the same row (the same row)
Ayy, I swear Paris will be prayed for
I need Casablanca by the caseload (caseload)
Silks with
(parent)
Don't push your daughter in my face, and tell me that it's okay (my face, okay)
'Cause your agenda is to get paid, and get mad when it don't go
know
It's you me, all about we love
It's all in the way you me
All about we love
My thoughts are replaced by your lovely face
And the smile that you
then stopped for
A variety of reasons, it is hard to
Parse what might be going on in JLo's
Mind by looking at her face
But when Nicki launched into her
of inspiration is the motivation
Fasten your safety belt
While I take you face-to-face with the nosiest computer I know
Where'd you get that funk from?
When I
the corner.
Close to the end, down by a river.
Seasons will pass you by.
I get up, I get down.
III. I Get Up, I Get Down
Anderson/Howe
In her white lace
You
evening
Why do I keep trying to recall your face?
Your face
I'm haunted by the frames, showing that your alive
There's so much broken but I still try, oh
up, get down, turn around and put your face in the pillow
Cut 'em up like Jason, just face it, that boy Luda's a killer
Half man, half gorilla, beatin'
When I'm in LA, pedal to the floor, mane
Your bitch in my face, she must be a hoe
Mane
Money in the way, I can't see my floor, mane
Pull up,
a glimpse of heaven there
Where the elders throw their crowns before You
Holy, surrounded by holy
ThereÕs no one more holy
IÕm in wonder and awe
In wonder
Why you gotta be so fake?
(Why you be so fake? Fake)
Why your smile be painted on your face?
(Smilin' in my face Face)
Why you even speak my
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