Lyrics:
throws the world away
Never lives her like by what other people say
And she makes me feel like I am special
But she's so special
And she speaks
to eat on
Said my heart too cold had to
Fuckin' turn the heat on
I be live e'ryday
Muhfucker turn your screen on
Half of y'all niggas ain't really
'bout
and still we never turn the heat on.
prefer to put a beat on and warm up
by rapping and drinking and tapping minds thinking rhyming
couldn't get this good if
brought me home a daughter-in-law and a grandbaby by now!
If you loved me
You'd be able to fly me around the world like Tyler Perry!
Her precious
nigga I love thots)
I like what I like
Don't say shit, nigga this my life
Never be the same, it always be different thot crews
Where you comin'
[Kriminul]
For real hip hop niggaz..
J.I.G. Mastas..
For days on I hear the same song sayin' nothin new
I'm in the cunt gettin' my blaze
gleam from one ring
Yo let me let why'all niggaz know one thing
There's one life, one love, so there can only be one King
The highlights of livin,
Should be riding my bike more instead of making a list
Of who should gracefully die and who should live by your kiss
Just pull that gold plated lever
won't happen"
They gave up and they told me to do the same
But I knew I was gonna bang
Knew I was emoji with the flames
Even when your homie told me I was
be the same
But you'll still have a hand to hold
And trust me, it'll be okay
Dear old me, you're a gypsy
That ain't gonna change
But you will in
around, probably out committin' felonies
My favorite rapper used to sing, "Check, check out my melody"
I wanna live good, so, shit, I sell dope
For
It's the same old sad survival dance
That we're all born with an equal chance
But who could be so blind that they could never see
That this is my
keep it:
Under where your underwear is meant to be
But usually it's all over the floor
I can't see the carpet anymore
If you arose by any other
be the same
Should've kept what you had
Where am I, where are you
A lot of things that we could do
So where are ya going now
What I'm looking for I
felt loneliness I could never explain
I have felt in my heart the flood of despair overtake
Not knowing for sure if I could endure
Overwhelmed by
Tripping alone by the Benzo
I don't wanna be your friend Bro
Play the fucking game but I'll never be the same (Wo-oh)
Okay
(But I don't wanna go down)
I've
they stop sleeping on me, things won't be the same
I can control my temper now, ‘til the show ends
But if lames want to throw hands, let’s throw hands
I
cause they all just want it for themselves
And that's something you just can't help
This world gone live on by itself
I can't hold it in I gotta let em
Like clothes don't make the man, true a man made these clothes
I just make em live, when i put em on and strike a pose
They start to yapping if i aint
And the Russians won't be so late
Uncle Sam don't wanna wait
No matter if you're black or white
You never ever had a right
And look up to the eternal skies
See
never to be found
Her daylight's night her world is cold
Her spirit's lost a soul was sold
A memory from birth or was it just a dream
For in this
Looking out my window during sleepless nights
Stuck in a pickle I know I can dill with this ill be alright
Momma knows I'm not ready to die
Imma go and cop
Spilling all my pain in these poems
Never had no real friends to grow with, uh (nah)
My girl got me, but she's going through
The same thing (uh huh)
So I
I'll never
Be the same inside my head
But, I've been trying
But that don't come easy to me
It don't come easy to me
And I've been working hard
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