Lyrics:
a happy face before you bleed
Ask me, if that material shit is worth yo' life
I don't know about yours but if so you smokin pipes right
Deep in
ago but in my heart still matters
She got her own life and a good guy she can hold tight
The way she looks at him everything is alright
Envious I
what I want either way in death or in life
But for sake of your own good
Understand that as One plus One equals Two
The Father and the Son
Came together
Prefer my own private section
Yeah I fuck with that
I'm in my zone
Plotting where tonight's lil moves be at
No don't need love
I just need me like
Mama's as good a wife and Mama as she can be
And your Sister's puttin' that sweet stuff on everybody in town but me
Your Brother was the first-born, got
separated by 2000 miles
I'd walk them all, just to see your smile
Grab your hand and tell you the truth
That everyone's got their other half and I know mine's
[Otis (& then Melvin - spoken)]
By and by, you knew that you make me cry. (By and by, knew you'd make me cry)
And my love for you will never die.
to the Kellys and the Graces
You just hope they don't resent you, but think of you in good graces
And if not, you just getting what you deserve
Just look at your
face
Let it loop like a gif
Your child being thrown in the air
By the well-toned arms of better man
Your mother, drunk
Shitting herself at sports day
Go
Sweet drops--candy rain--these tears match the tempo on my window pane
I know you hold your own I just, try to stay the same, try to keep it in my
Playlist outdated I had to catch you up (catch you up)
And now you got your friends in your
Got you acting up (mmm oh)
Your home girls don't know me (know
shell-shocked in your shoelaces
And now that you're on your own..
and it won't be so far away tomorrow
Everybody says cause everybody knows
All one by one
there
This won't be solved in one talk, that logic is mistaken
By the way, man, I'm sorry to hear about your break-up
As I was saying, this takes time
Meanwhile on the street saying no more peace
My man, Sto-Bo, kid hold your own
In a cell locked down not far from home
And at the same time on
The outside I'm
and listening stations
Guarded by men with guns and uniforms
Are no longer needed, they've been succeeded
By the black box informer in your living room
diplomacy. Well, he sees this as a chance to improve his skills, too. So he responds in a friendly and amused tone]: Simon, Mann
NCphail [surprised by this
niggas from the rubble, only way we winning
It's a mile a day, fucked her then i dropped a bag
Can't stay committed cause sometimes i tend to misbehave,
than most
Listen close
Don't even know my home
Don't even know my role
I been exposed by my own discourse
Show no remorse
I don't need no fucking actors
you need to fight for your own)
That's right, I'm in it
(Then don't let me at your table) i'm in it
(If you just gonna lay there) damn right
(Fist jumps
Best of three, I bet
I don't even like to wage, keep it safe
Diamonds rent your head, I see it in your face
Baby I'm my best when I see my way
I have
charlotte and bypassed rock hill,
And we never was a minute late.
We was ninety miles out of atlanta by sundown,
Rollin' 'cross the georgia state.
We
Me, myself I love to max
Up in the studio laying tracks
Burn it on the CD, melt the wax
And now I'm feeling fine
Coz daily music's on my mind
And I
in the street,
I heard your feet, but could not meet,
My Lili of the lamplight,
My own Lili Marlene.
Resting in a billet just behind the line,
caught in the passing of time
It's like too many miles, too many heartaches
Too much that needs to be done
Yes and too many sidewalks, too many people
Too
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