Lyrics:
the beam on the side page
Call me genius cause I know
Shit that you don't know
You gon' work for me or you
Gon' starve to ya bones show
And you can talk dawg
want to let you know
(OH YES OH YÈS)
I've got that feeling
I've got that feeling
I've got that feeling
Oh that feeling
By Andre Collin Glenn 2019
you covet turbaned dream
With windows soaped saying close for remodelling
And all the well-wishers wish well upon you
Oh the derring do. It's a derring
Guess I got a real bad habit of killin' 'em all for the taste
It's a life so savage, where all of your prayers go to waste
Take me by the hand,
the elliptical
She said, "I'm tryna' keep it tight for my nigga'"
Girl unlike your last nigga', all I need is mental
You know I'll work you out, get you right
all the folk
On this journey to greatness, i can't fold, please lord
Continuing for this price, can't afford, grab the sword
The best plan's to end it
where pity runs low
You can’t grow food in a loft, an apartment, or condo
So now you work for the dollar and man
When all you needed was sun, air,
Yeah
I can tell by the look in your eyes
You've been bored for a long, long time.
You need love and so do I
Let's turn it all around.
I don't
Yeah
I can tell by the look in your eyes
You've been bored for a long, long time.
You need love and so do I
Let's turn it all around.
I don't
Brainwashed in our childhood
Brainwashed by the school
Brainwashed by our teachers
And Brainwashed by all their rules
Brainwashed by our
It's played for years and years
An Otis Redding song
It's all I own
When the world is running down
You make the best of what's still around
When
and pimp c.
U.g.k. and fiend? this straight for all the niggas in the hood
Niggas on the corner, every nigga in the penitentitary.
Nigga, this busta
You split and separate drums like asteroids
The concerned producer sampled this question
Hit him with the beat for the answer, with extra compression
Come away with me
I'm still living for today
Can't find no reason to stay here on this way
Maybe I need a new town
To leave this all behind
It's
that lil thang
Bout to pull her by her bang
Sheesh
Cause I'm him
And you know my crew is them
Smoke a pack down to the stem
I said where lil bitch
Cappadonna]
It's like that y'all
Niggas'll crack y'all, attack y'all
W.T.C. kid, we back y'all!
[Cappadonna (Ghostface Killah)]
Yea, for real, for real
(Eh yo,
and home?
Did you get the car you've been looking for?
Let me get inside you, let me take control of you
We could have some good times
All this worry will
He wouldn't say he cared at all if you asked him
You're heading for a fall, brother, it goes right past him
In another world (world)
He's in
matter to you
That Outkast we got that skunk for y'all
Keep that pump for y'all
When I'm in the mood I rock the S Dot tennis shoes
As a interlude, I
Doing dirty work but the whips clean
Notice the Jones's
All of what they have is for the showing even notices on doors or for closures
I'm trying
Report cards illuminated by Monks long ago
Successful careers say I told you so
Sad to see all the old schools have gone
Two still standing can't say
ass niggas slip and fall into a death trap
Them boys pussy, born without a backbone
And if you strapped we can trade like the Dow Jones
Wet him up, I
Yo, what it is? What it do? What's goodie?
You are now tuned in to the sounds of
A Tribe Called De La Peas
L.A. New York collabo
Y'all know what
Maan, it's all for sure
And could go and when it's gone- (you alone)
Runnin up yo cell phone callin GOD for hope
And who to say that day ain't all for
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