Lyrics:
running
Just keep me coming
And I come running
Cause I'm your dog
Baby I'm your dog
So whenever you call
I come running
She's impressed by a fat
to forget
Needing time in the places I want to spend time
Life cleared the light from my eyes
And wiped the smirk from my face it won't be seen anymore
If I
you've just bought me by eBay
Your bed is no longer the only place I belong
You're wasting your time, you've been like that for too long
To break UP is
I cant be the
Greatest version I wanna be
Journaling often shit
Got me curdling consciously
Crossin my wit with who am I honestly
You the man in
I mean real home the place where your family is.
England is my real home.
What are your latest political aims?
What are you saying?
Your
parallel world
The version of me where all my dreams came true
I gave you all the things that I promised you
And I didn't let you down at every turn
Right?
But that's OK because this album, we gon' change things with this album baby
Because I know, in my heart
That there's way more people out there
a Vicodin, splash, it hits my stomach, then, ah
Couple of weeks go by, it ain't even like I'm gettin' high
Now I need it just not to feel sick, yeah, I'm
even up my sleeve
A million albums sold and it's hard to believe
Well it's true homeboy, it's not a lie
I used to sell tapes on Sunnyside
I used
on the hardwood ass kicked
Looking for Koopa don't look for me by your lonely
Cause homie I keep it on me that's only to keep the phonies
Laying off in they place
Rolling Gas in a blunt
Boy it's lethal
Got me smoking on them ops
Them ya peoples
My bitch fresh off the boat
She illegal
Selling beans like my last
far too short to be granted to the modern god David Bowie by this universe
There are two men in my apartment right now cutting up walls with power
I feel a little sad inside
When my baby mistreats me
I never never never have a place to hide
I need you
Sometimes I feel
I feel a little sad inside
my test
Happy people (yeah, yeah yeah, yeah)
Keep the world turning, turning
Oh I believe that, happy people (yeah, yeah yeah, yeah)
Keep us
Right?
But that's OK because this album, we gon' change things with this album baby
Because I know, in my heart
That there's way more people out there
in it
You see they diss us, but they ain't hate us
They wanna say my name in a lyric
You make an album to show your talent
But instead
Ghetts made
#This is the version from the original (norwegian)
#version of the album Red (UMD 86505 Universal 1997)
I saw her first
She came around
The day my
the wind
I don't need any pride
A true version of perfection, hair blowing in the wind
I don't want to go to heaven if I can't get in
The world is my
ain't an album cut I'm still getting my demo reel off
Ma I promise our break through on the horizon
Know your son has got a lot more left inside em
4) Buffet Stole my Wife (live version)-Written the day after I heard he was bad sick. Based on a kinda true story. Buffet would like that!
The first
version of his old whip.
During the flight, he could see other beasts carrying other voyagers, all protected by the same structures. Out of the solar
motherfuck Snoop, motherfuck Death Row
Yo, and here comes my left blow
Cause I'm the E-A-Z-Y-E and this is the season
To let the real motherfuckin' G's in
motherfuck Snoop, motherfuck Death Row
Yo, and here comes my left blow
Cause I'm the E-A-Z-Y-E and this is the season
To let the real motherfuckin' G's in
Jibbs
Jakwon
Chingy
Huey and Nelly
Made me wonder
Watching the Cardinals win World Series
Like it was nothing
Hitting the City Museum
Running wild with my
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