Lyrics:
on a
Microphone on the stage cold illin'
The knowledge I drop will be heard by millions
We ain't the problems, we ain't the villains
It's the suckers deprivin'
Uh, chopping garlic by myself
You know ain't nobody worried bout' yo health, right
(Right?)
Keep a condom by my belt
You know better than to trust
You-hoo, you-hoo...
Okay, now everybody-!
Isn't it warm, isn't it rosy?
Side by side...
Ports in a storm, comfy and cozy
Side by side...
I know that you hurtin I'm hurtin too
But we still thuggin , car still runnin
My vision so blurry when I look chu
I need you chu right by my side
Cuz
to the mall, got fly together
Police came through tryna ask us questions
Me and you sat there and lied together
Tryna keep in touch, it got hard
Had a couple
on a
Microphone on the stage cold illin'
The knowledge I drop will be heard by millions
We ain't the problems, we ain't the villains
It's the suckers deprivin'
spent hurtin
It was all worth it though
It always hurts to grow soul
Graduated college at that moment felt on top
I pass my last praxis right before I got
love you forever
Don't listen to rumors, so you run it by me
Don't even panic, I know you my man
Let's just hold that shit down like we Bobby
You gonna hit some weed up in the motherfucker?
DJ Bobby be, D-Loc
Time keeps on slidin' through that hour glass
I, I need to rip another vapor
baby
If deep sorrow, you've been soakin'
But you just have to keep on strokin'
That's the way it goes on love's train
Love's a hurtin' thang, yo
Her and her husband Bobby well they split up
I guess it's two years gone by now
We just sit around talking about the old times,
She says when she feels
Microphone stages
The lights in the action
They like what I say
Yea they like when we blacking out
Get a kick out of it
Yea I sholl do
So what
I ain't showin' love to nobody
Who don't deserve it
And I don't owe nobody
Where you was when I was hurtin
When that money up
Then everybody start
up to Nashville town
In case the boys could use a guy like me
But the mailman brought 'em right back down and I think it made him sad
You're bound
As long as I've been givin' my love to you
You should be givin' me your love, too
But you just keep on actin' just like a fool
You know it ain't cool
feelings
Shh, just admit it you be trippin
But Ima keep it playa, tell the truth and just admit it
How come your friends always end up in our business
Got me
on a
Microphone on the stage cold illin'
The knowledge I drop will be heard by millions
We ain't the problems, we ain't the villains
It's the suckers deprivin'
video (this is really real!)
Beyond them same ol' keep it real
Quotes from them TV stars, drivin' big rim cars (streets keep floodin' B)
No matter
broke
Demon in Gucci
Tony Armani
Sleepin in pussy fresh than del monte.
Rag is shook like its afraid
Given bitches the right hook
Call me Classy Clay
They
(Run it up run it up)
The bag we keep on site (On site)
Don't fuck around and lose your life (Your life)
Run it up (Run it up)
Run it up (Run it up)
Run
better back right off me
No, I don't hit softy, walk on stage applaud me
Been feeling oddly I throw my hat like Bobby
Money on my body, music is my hobby
hit the tail
Sonic with these knuckles if these niggas telling tales
That side don't make any sense, either way I'm wishing well
Keep it 88+12 or I'm
back and I was hurtin
I don't feel it was worth it I got done and I felt nervous
Cause I don't wanna lose you
My grandma won't make it through surgery
I
for Haley, Bobby, Clay I pray you keep 'em strong
Father there ain't a fight that you haven't already won
If I don't make it another day I'm grateful
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