Lyrics:
Forever dream like Martin Luther King dream
Gotta get up
Gotta get it how I got it
Gotta get it good
Make sure you understood I got it going on
Yeah
heard, felt like Smokey in that cage
Without the angel dust and birds woah, life shit
Eddie Murphy, Martin Lawrence and Bern, rest in peace my nigga Stackz
Kill Kill Kill
Unholy Spirits
Blessed be
I'm resurrected
By my power of three
The ghostly hollows
Whisper to me
Kill 'em all
And set me free
Since
you to let me once again be blessed
[Verse: 2]
My heart's struck by fear, I awake and see a devil in the mirror
It whisper's "I'm right here", oh my
blinded by the light show
Chopper clip long like a light pole
What you know about pink coke on a white stove
Came a Longway from cooking dope with
all alone, she plays, well... anything she likes
A lullaby about a llama, with a dish and spoon
Followed by a ditty called Alpacas on the Moon
Sweet
on Sunday.
I really wanna dress u up like u on a runway
Baby girl . I stg all we need is one day.
One day.
One day.
By the time that it's over it'll prolly
here and now, right by my side.
Never have to solve any more riddles of romance.
'Cause I found my answers in you and the feelin' so right
Never
Sell me candy like it's summer when it's melting in my hands
I know you're around like the ice cream man
I can hear you calling, whisper something
Martin Luther King
But still couldn't kill the daily dream
Of a people oppressed by the people obsessed
Tryna be God's only blessed child
But if I recall,
a Ashton Martin Mistaken for a fashion model rather often
She 6-feet with Hangisi Pumps on Pistol grip
Pump in the trunk of the black Rubicon
Head or gut,
and foolish Husbands
But like martin Luther
I have a dream
I dream of a place
Where people are not judged by their tone of skin, race, tribe, color or gender
RYAN CLAUD | I'll Be There For You
Written by: Max Martin and Kristian Lundin
© Published by MXM
Administered by Kobalt Music Publishing Limited
I
corner nigga
Times changed, it's feeling like live niggas versus corny niggas
They building more jails I'm warning niggas, shots fire
Momma crying,
Don't you wish we had more time
Fuck me really good and slow
Ride me like a rodeo
And whisper what you wanna know
Can I fuck you till I make you cum
little thing that you do
Baby, I'm amazed by you
The smell of your skin
The taste of your kiss
The way you whisper in the dark
Your hair all
do,
Baby I'm amazed by you.
The smell of your skin,
The taste of your kiss,
The way you whisper in the dark.
Your hair all around me,
Baby you surround
reflection, it's yours
It seems complacent
This is your life
Don't let it pass by
This is your life
You walk a thin line
Nora, you sway like a lily in the night
followers on Twitter
I'd like to live in a world where the quality of one's music isn't predetermined by their number of Spotify streams
The head of A&R
a mistake now you must be erased
Really though, I'm loc'ed, go, deranged, sick and insane
Drop rights, to start more fights than Mills Lane
[Chorus:
inside
And then I heard her whisper to me
You're mine, baby here for the ride
Baby don't cry, make it funky
I'll shake your body till you can't no more
I
Endless convoys every time
Butterflies and tummy tumbles
Late nights and whispers mumble
Trapped in more than ecstasy
You know you're more than a lover
green
I'm with you once more under the stars
And down by the shore an orchestra's playing
And even the palms seem to be swaying
When they begin
green
I'm with you once more, under the stars
And down by the shore, an orchestra's playing
And even the palms seem to be swaying
When they begin
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