Search results for 'its just one of those days by 3rd degree' Page #145

Suck it up she got the glasses on
She got a head degree Now we staring awkwardly
Because she know I'm bout to leave Long as you peep game

It really

sprite in my lean
I can't stop it, I'ma just keep poppin'

Soon I'll be drowning in it, working hard all day 
On my way to success fulfilling all my dreams

lean
I can't stop it, I'ma just keep poppin'

Soon I'll be drowning in it
Working hard all day
On my way to success fulfilling all my dreams
See them

This is actually perfect timing to be making this track
It's weird
Yeah
I ain't got no time for those, I got on the road-road-road
Yeah, that's

my game up now i'm winning
Yeah man i remember those days
Quick temper bull headed i remember those ways
Sports center was my dream but i was stuck in

The smiles in their faces is something I will remember
A country once divided by the color of skin
But we were breaking barriers look at the smiles on those

beating

There won't be a day that goes by where I will not be grieving
David, how could you leave them
And before I could feel any anger
It was my turn

altogether
And it rained a little that day
I don't complain about the weather
Because I remember those long days
Trying to get that scratch off to blast off

could lift a monolith and rhyme for days
It's just one of those kind of days, the Ice Cube type, yo
I saw some cops bust a lock up the other block, forgot

I just sent my love
In a envelope 
Signed, sealed it up 
Finding your feelings oh
I'm missing those days we could say what we feeling oh 

I

and
Those were the cigarette days
Dancing the nicotine craze
Blue eyes dilated and glazed
Sophomoric wannabe sage
Cut grass and gas
Too cute by half but it's

Look
It's only rainy day trips
I got to hide the tears
God keeps reassuring me that
It's not ending here except career
It's all here

I'm learning

on repeat
Boy you better believe you got what it takes to succeed
You come from a different breed I do this to let em see
Ima take it up a degree, workin wit

left, nigga
There's only one day left, nigga
It's the end of the world, motherfucker
Shit, we right here with Busta Rhymes, motherfucker
The baddest,

and pain
Why not just speak the truth
What the hell is stopping you?
Spit it out before I get it out of you
Nine to five will drain my drive
Despite those

or if it's blood
On this battlefield of bodies and mud
For those not yet gone with shock in their eyes
I hope by cavalry (Calvary) they're not still alive

Yeah
I'm back on my crazy shit
I be going ham for the hell of it
This is just playing I'm already outta here
Intergalactic I'm played by the aliens

Flowers for the Dead

Cuban Link

24-K

(Cuban Link)
(Spoken)
Lets have a moment of silence
For those that are here now
I know you probably up in heaven
Smiling down
You might be gone
But

path you choose
It ain't news
Yea Okay now now relax
Just walk in my shoes for a day as pretext
I go where the juice is
I don't mind affects
Next hit

I smack niggas
Palm itchin', Napalms, we bomb business
Battle the strategist
It's just a game of battleship
Nayvadious the futuristic version

castle
Till the end of my days

Sitting in silence 
These walls are alive when
The thoughts are all mindless
I try to just hide it 
But it's so hard

'm passing by

Those who lead
Counting green till day that they die

The grim reaper in the afterlife
Oh that's I

Those who follow 
Usually get left left

is carryin’, and you don’t know how long it takes to rot, if those are the clothes you’re buried in, run up on this one warrior and see if we don’t get

She's Feelin' Me

Choobakka

My Time

tell just by the way you speak to me
That your to be the one that changed my world
Id never thought there'd be a day
Where I would find a brother