Lyrics:
Everybody loves the original, everybody's got time to be cynical
Old enough to know better by now
It's the greatest joke don't go letting me down
Work man
Work
Fuck you gon stand next to a nigga like me that really do it
And you don't do it
Where you at
Lets run it back
(back)
Gotta do
upon time again
We see it but don't care
pretending like you own me
If I don't get a ring by then I'm leaving come Labor Day evening
That ought to do you for now That ought to do you for now That
hands feels so flatter
Shred many tears lord is the only spirit
I could only really only fear
We really do get along about a bit
My fist is unavailable
How you goin' talk about love
When you don't even give
Drop that
Give
Gotta give
Give
Give of soul, give of mind, give of time
Give
Gotta give
Give
everyone that I know is looking at me like
What has become of you? What's the Lord done with you
What put you in this place? Are you from outer space
much that motherf- cost you?
Smart a-, you're lucky I don't tear it off you
And jump your bones, you sexy motherf-
You're so f- gravy, Marshall, I
how much that motherfucker cost you?
Smart-ass, you're lucky I don't tear it off you
And jump your bones, you sexy motherfucker
You're so fuckin'
blameless to the LORD
Til death due us part
We go from WW3 when we clashing
To whitewater rapids when we passionate
You're beautiful articulate talented
the things you done
You get haunted by all your past mistakes
I believe if you don't love yourself
Then nobody will
That's the harsh reality we have to face
I'ma tell my son don't grieve
I'ma tell them it's a cold cold world you can't get no sympathy
When it get hard Ima tell them talk God Lord help me
Man,
you softly
Watching your soul
Going up on a Tuesday
I don't mean to sound cliché
But you still coming with the child's play
Never celebrate the Lord's
of moments let him and her push up on it
But don't judge me. Look, I'm just trying to do me
Don't you see, I want to have my fun while I am young
I want
Lord knows I just can't be alone
I don't wanna be
Fuck around and sleep
You know that I can't go
I don't wanna be alone
You know I can't be by
what's your name again?
I know you from where? High school?
I don't know you, man
Loser
Livin' in a world so cold (so cold)
Keep a nigga on ten
Wear our vests
Our kings and queens on bouncing breasts
You could even buy a set
And learn to play
We don't mind we'll sell you something
Anyway
We
Ain't wanna see em splatted by the Fo Five
Surrounded by the cloud like the old tribes
Living for the flesh really no prize
Why you think we giving
and the walk your path,don't let these fools take you off your path.
Laugh if you need to,smile if you need to,
Life is a trip while a long and proceed to,
in light, caught up to meet the vine
Watch and pray that you keep the faith, vipers everywhere beware!
We were never here to stay, brothers don't be
the Phantom, have you wishin' you had 'em, I'm the madam)
And there ain't no returns at the Cuchi Shop (hey)
We don't wanna hear "it burns" at the Cuchi Shop
the world but have morals
Don't nobody give you nothin' 'less you work for it
Ladies get an education, you ain't gotta twerk for it
You know the Lord send
as Lords of the Underground stay underground
The brothers of Lotug will keep the lyrical fitness
Don't worry about me selling out, mind your business
You
up by the boat load
Riding through lake shore with the nose up
She don't really date much but it slows her up
She got haters, but we all do
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