Lyrics:
you fucking want?
Every day I must...
Every time when he drinks, it's the same story
He makes her cry and leaves bruises on her body
Blood staining
And now things changin' a lot, he fuck with my authority
Then he shall see shells
But not by the seashore if he gangbangin' or not
It's simple
next
Swoosh, swoosh
What's next
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh
Yea what's next
Time for the doctor
These niggas is sick get a cough when I walk through
orders a la albert speer
you can say, think and do what you like
as long as you don't, don't, don't, don't step out of line
so abide, abide, abide by
and ready
To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgettin'
What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud
He opens his mouth, but the words won't come out
He's
to a true, what could I do?
Real homies help you get through
And come to knew he'd do the same thang if he could
'Cause in the hood true homies make you
eye contact and I can't hold back
I try to shake it but the feeling comes right back
What have I gotten into, I feel possesed by you
I have these
but it's street gossip
It's nothin', ain't 'bout no cash and hung up the phone
He can tell by the sound of his tone
Next time he see him, it might
little Jessica
You just keep up with the score
Cuz God closes the windows
Next thing you know He opens doors
I blew my paycheck getting real high today
at the bottom of the stairs right by the caretaker's office,
He started licking the pavement.
Every night now since we moved into that new house
There's this
He ask when I'ma stop, I say, "When I run up a billion" (racks)
Know every time I cop a whip, that shit come with the driver (yoom)
Like every time I
the Sun would still stand out for its brightness if not for the warm light of the fire, visible from a small ravine below the farthest hill. By the time he
started to come down
They fuckin pounded him into fuckin pulp and they hit their fist into his body and face
He could hear his own bones crack and break
tuberculosis, folks."
People hurried by, gray shadows on a distant wall.
It was getting late and no money to score.
He turned into a side street and the lake
luck this time
Better love next time
Oh, yeah
Close the tab
A cheap date
Heartbreak
Come a dime a dozen
Oh, well
What the hell
Bad luck this
and ready
To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgettin'
What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud
He opens his mouth, but the words won't come out
He's
and early next mornin' he said,
"Come here Paulie Ann, come here sugar.
You know I believe this is the first time there ever was the sun come
And I
he didn't get his gifts, dad feelings
All them bags it's apparent when they tripping
I ain't gonna make it about my kid
Next year this time
See me
lucky, my God! Flight of Icarus in those grubby dirty by now horribly sticky little fingers and
hands and grubby palms, and oh what else is grubby, I don't
of fear that he wants too much
And no he cant risk rejection he feels its too dangerous
The one time he wanted something she left moved on to the next
So
mama had some faith to give
And they brought him to her and his mama named him Vance
He was sick a long time then
I used to sit by him
I'd rub his
n' roll
So put another dime in the jukebox, baby
I love rock n' roll
So come and take your time and dance with me
Ow
He smiled, so I got up
laughin' all the time
I taught him, all about the bees and birds
But I wish I had a chance to sing these three words
After laughter, comes tears
Me
laughin' all the time
I taught him, all about the bees and birds
But I wish I had a chance to sing these three words
After laughter, comes tears
Me
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