Lyrics:
talking about?
Where you come from is gone
Where you thought you were going to, was never there
Where you are ain't no good
Unless you can get away from
're gonna have to pay her if you want to park here
Well mommy's little dancer is quite a little secret
Working on the streets now, never gonna keep it
It's
You're gonna have to pay her if you want to park here.
Well mommy's little dancer is quite a little secret
Working on the streets now, never gonna keep
Watch you walk out of my life and not do a damn thing
If I have to give away, every feeling that I feel,
If I have to sacrifice, oh, whatever babe,
and day
Even though we weren't official
I thought you were my bae
Things were going so well
And then you threw it away
Leaving me speechless
I had nothing
Ugh, what up y'all?
Yeah (Soundtrakk, what's poppin', baby?)
Y'all ain't know
I go by the name of Lupe Fiasco
Representin' that First
now Sally Sunshine
The Sun is gonna shine upon you by and by
While you care for your brothers and your sisters
All we do is turn our heads away
Because
what?
Something by Wu Tang
Or maybe Ice-Cube "It Was a Good Day"
This is all I gotta say, yeah
You know the deal
Yeah, you know the deal, how I feel
I
lose a little, or lose a lot
They beat us by one point; yeah, them dudes was sharp
But I'm a sore loser, so I had to shoot up the park
I wouldn't
you know we're about to rip stuff up
Give me the microphone first
So I can bust it like a bubble
LA and Nashville together, man
You know you in
God, as I end this prayer one thing that I pray is that you'll
Take up this little offerin' of mine
In my actions, in my speech, even in this rhyme
me
I feel the same, but bae can you wait for me
I have a little feelin' that you feel a way
Pretty little thing from around the way
Come by my side
before
Fuck being selfish, I just wanna give you more
I'm going out my way so you know what I'm in it for
I pay attention, all the little things
walk up to the lectern. My boss follows me up, nudges me away and says, I'm going to give your presentation. Now you sit over there. This needs some
Main line engines always boast how big they are
Superior by far
But little engines toil away from dawn to dusk
Without a fuss or care
Just
she'll come by and pay him next week
Yeah oh, and while you at the store
Don't let him forget my little snuff, no
The doctor said to stop dippin'
But Lord,
outlined on the floor
You got hit by the .44!
You're in the game called life, son, how you're living it
Street corner kids growing up blowing up
You
a punch till unconcious
[Reff:Norgoth]
I by the night i'm a crawler
Killing those who mess with my mind,and i
By the day ima beat 'em
Can't run away from
She's lived alone in a little home
By the Township of King
In the morning she'd feed the birds
And listen to them sing
From the words they flock
the most
Head on collision somehow I walk away
Give you music for free recouping with the yay
You're rocking with the bow-tie Don
In God we trust, I bust
that's something I can guarantee
Even when I leave and I'm hours away
You can always call me up if you got something to say
You are More than just my
got no right to get paid
You see someone begging; What's yo' reaction
He looks you in the eye with pity and starts asking
Please give me some change so
most, poor
Or a lot of people haven't been able to, even the rich
So I'll start by preaching right here
'Cause I want to preach to you one more time
Prolly ran by half a bitch
You keep race a thing we tripping on
But I don't give a damn ugh
Imma color myself in with sharpie
Cause I can
Yo chopper
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