Lyrics:
Said you want a little company
And I love it 'cause the thrill's cheap
Said you left him for good this time
Still if he knew I was here, he'd
what more could one ask
For these fingers have worked to the bone
Now don't try to judge me by what you'd like me be
For my life ain't been much
Moody moody moody moody I just got off work
But I'm steady working I just traded demons for a better purpose
Niggas always judge what they see
Bradley Beal
Tell a tale
A love letter sent by you through the mail
Gotta bail
Don't judge me, don't judge me
Our relationship was ugly, yucky yucky
Walk
a crime
It goes a 1,2,3
Thinking your protected by your bricks n mortar
I see through your makeup, you're part of the disorder
But this orderly conduct is
to the rain and the wind
I sat down and wrote
The best words I could write
Turn, turn, turn again
Explaining to the judge
I'd be there
safe, nigga, third base
I only call you when it's half past five
The only time that I'll be by your side
I only love it when you touch me, not feel
nervous
You may fall, but you will flourish
It's okay to feel this ache
I'll never judge you by your bad days
How'd I get to this place?
Oh my my
I wear
forget what you already know
I could be the one to turn you out
We could be the talk across the town
Don't judge me by the color, confuse it for another
the town
Don't judge it by the color, confuse it for another
You might regret what you let slip away
I am more than you're thinking
Hey, look at me go
Don’t judge idioro holyyy …. Chacha
Ye ye
Bad girl
She ah know
Me I no come to play
She be riding on my D
Nigga no come to flert oo
Na no
appointed judge
God is who he fears
But love is not here
You'd be surprised
All the contradictions
Contradictions
Contradictions
Contradictions
All these
wasn't nothin' he could do about it, and the judge
Wasn't gonna look at the twenty-seven 8 by 10 colored glossy pictures with
The circles and arrows
Her eyes they shone like the diamonds
You'd think she was queen of the land
And her hair hung over her shoulders
Tied up with a black velvet band
My home boy got life, gettin hard for me to look at em
Feelin like it's my fault, judge throw tha book at em
His momma call me son, his sista call
homie to the grave
I ride with the homie to the judge (LOX to death nigga)
Loyalty and love
Homies is family, but not blood (D-Block, D-Block forever)
of God lives in the depth of my Heart
Listen, don't judge em cause God didn't
Cause there is a God in em
This message was God given
Inspired by God
If you knew what I've done then you probably would not love me
Only God can judge me, he's stuck by through the good and the ugly
Cause if you knew
surrounded by a lot of tempters
hoping that the gods don't judge us
I know my folks support me
and I'm supposed to show gratitude
I'd rather isolate myself
the judge one line ·
blow his dumb mind and be out of there by lunch time ·
Dressed to impress · with my best clothes on ·
just then the Judge stepped in ·
These are hard times for a prison bound man
These are hard times for a prison bound man
You'd think by now I'd know I'll get caught
Every time I cross
Billy ran away from home when he
Was 17 years of age
Folks swore that he'd land in trouble just as
Near as they could gauge
'Cause he was a reckless
she'd even break a promise in the promised land
She didn't make it this far by just shakin' hands
She'll shake her money maker twice as hard as anyone can
like much of a lover,
But don't judge a book by it's cover.
He's got the face of an Angel but
There's a Devil in his eyes.
He's such a delicate
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