Lyrics:
Old friend, it's been awhile, and I ain't spoke to you in years
And often times boys from this town put wheels down and disappear
Mrs. Cole asked
lying by his feet
And my mommie's in the kitchen
With the table all ready set to eat
So if you happen to pass by, please
Come and join us join our
the answer in your eyes
This Our Utopia
I'm not Norman fucking Rockwell but this art is for you
Building Our Utopia
I'm just a man it's just what I do
Witness
This is a song for those Jesus hearted people
This ones for the way
Them Jesus hearted people treated me
I came across a Norman Rockwell
In
I'm showin up a hundred deep like Malcolm,
Imagine Farrakhan, meets Babylon; Enemy of the state – Verse 48,
I'm goin psycho in this bitch, Nigga Norman
to hail the whole of them
Me love me Mickey V. Him in a category.
Robin on guitar him just a nice up every bar.
Me love me Astro because him deh pon
the Motts I knots by the chance
I rain dance I rain dance
But steppin' just a bit, I don't need another shadow
Makes makes is gonna be the new man's
that situation you wish you could turn back
The hands of time and do it differently to make it attached
Now, that day was a rainy day, just pouring down
toes
I got zero time for hoes (sorry, ladies), 59 is the gang
I'm just sayin' how it goes, I'm just showin' off my fame
All these lames, all these
get by with love
I look in your eyes, when I look in your eyes
I know what you're thinking of
'Cause it's just a beautiful day
And you know that's
and ya boy is on fire
I can’t even lie, if you thinkin what I’m thinkin we gon have a good time, time, time, time, time
I can see it in your eyes If you
Been somewhat of a hard time
(Hard time)
There's been something in my heart
Find off
Kill it off fine
Sick of only part time
(Part time)
Always back
on the blocks
It's early in the morning I'm selling tumbs from my Reebok
Tres nicks and dimes I write rhymes
But the ghetto times they got the cheeks doing
looking in the mirror at a blood stained face
Grinning so long like he was Norman Bates!
Then goes on his way for another gruesome murder
To bring all their
on the blocks
It's early in the morning I'm selling tumbs from my Reebok
Tres nicks and dimes I write rhymes
But the ghetto times they got the cheeks doing
is time to hail the whole of them
Me love me Mickey V. Him in a category
Robin on guitar him just a nice up every bar
Me love me Astro because
the Norman
Dane and Saxon have mingled with the Gael
Administered the Kingdom but soon
The Pale was reelin'
To cradle Irish freedom in
Dear old Dublin town
fingers touched
When you got real close and our shoulders brushed
Not forever but now is just enough
And I know that shit gonna hurt in the end
Now he
I must be in this instance going crazy,
Or either I'm just at this time going out of my mind,
I didn't think that you would deceive me lady,
Or maybe
See my broke ass
Trying to make money as they walk
Away
Got a 5 dollar bottle of wine
I'm out here tryna have a good time
They won't let me in club
So
just hold back all my tears
In rehabilitation for three months, I felt alone
I couldn't go outside, I had no access to no phone
On the telephone, like
The sound of the waves on the embankment
A phone in my left pocket
I'm leaving, you're staying
A forgotten city by me
You're so beautiful, my dream hasn't
"Everybody don't always make it
But there's always that guy back in
The hood that was the
Shit and inspired the people that
Did make it" Meek Mill
By the time
the evergreens
By any means, the sunbeams, just let it be
It's you and me, you and I please never let it die
That's one percent, perception I'll never let you cry
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