Lyrics:
how a man's supposed to change?
So now my soul's in debt, I must regret
I die and live another lonely day
Tell me how a man's supposed to change?
Surprised by my timing, the games all mine
Dreaming, screaming, man the games all mine
Inspiration in my lines, they all rise from the crime
My shine, in
me show you what the MAC do (come on)
If you don't know by now, then you slippin'
I'm on some bullshit that's got me jackin', niggas flippin'
Let my
Laid back, hypnotized by the funky sound
People in the street see me bobbin my head
While I'm checking out the rapper and the rhyme that he said
I'm
Laid back, hypnotized by the funky sound
People in the street see me bobbin my head
While I'm checking out the rapper and the rhyme that he said
I'm
To the rhythm of the boogie, the beat
Now, what you hear is not a test I'm rappin' to the beat
And me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move your
her man too close by
I couldn't give up i was trying to beat
I had a feeling she was lying to me
I haven't seen a man close to her (tonight)
I'm not
throw me away I'm still with you and I will never turn my back
(Uhh........ Uhh....Uhh...Uhh)
My soul, yeah
(Tutu, Tutu)
Black man soul
(Black man soul
want to see
Bring the kid and carry me
Rig it with the closeness
Hang my bones.
Submitted by Rene
GOING BLIND:
And I know how it's to be
pray he falls.
But don't feel sorry for me.
Things weren't always this bad.
Why when I was a young talking goat,
The Old Man was just like my dad.
I
Cheyenne
Wherever you might look tonight you might see this wanted man
I might be in Colorado,
Or Georgia by the sea
Working for some man who may not
Cheyenne
Wherever you might look tonight you might see this wanted man
I might be in Colorado,
Or Georgia by the sea
Working for some man who may not
Cheyenne
Wherever you might look tonight you might see this wanted man
I might be in Colorado,
Or Georgia by the sea
Working for some man who may not
Cheyenne
Wherever you might look tonight you might see this wanted man
I might be in Colorado,
Or Georgia by the sea
Working for some man who may not
Hey devil man be cool with me
Release my soul
oh can't you see
I'm outta luck
I am so fucked
I think I'm gonna lose it
and the devil made me choose it
Crackers took my slam I call my cousin, grab a pole for me
Tell 'em its off the top they prolly thinking someone wrote for me
I said Man Down, man somebody
the smack
Now they got me for traffickin', racketeerin', audio crack
They call me Dope Man, Dope Man
I try to tell 'em I'm where hope, floats man
Ghetto
big man ting on a level
Only my mum and dad call me Junior
What makes you so special?
No Rolex timepiece
No Hublot kettle
But still I know when
murk 'em quick?
Come with twenty man, went top twenty fam
Bump "Skeng 4" in my German whip
Look, I ain't saying that makes me great
I'm just saying
nobody bodied me
Don't accept my apology
Stop chasing props niggas, top niggas march
By the cops, followed hot blocks
They pop niggas i ain't one of you
Chase that runner at the front
Aw man aw man I been I been I been
I been gunning since the jump
Aw man aw man my man my man my man
You can't take me
on a different path
Man's just out here serving my Lord (Oh Lord!)
Oh my Lord
There's no one that can step to me I'm more than a conqueror
None of these beanies
Man fuck them niggas
Fuck them other niggas 'cause I'm down for my niggas
Fuck them other niggas 'cause I'm down for my niggas
Fuck them other
Man fuck them niggas
Fuck them other niggas 'cause I'm down for my niggas
Fuck them other niggas 'cause I'm down for my niggas
Fuck them other
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