Lyrics:
you make in two weeks
Look, you don't have to play fly in here (I'm not tryna play fly)
Yo, I can tell you're fly by the weave that you wear (weave?)
Bus-a-bus, I put it down and this I get busy
(Excuse me bus-a-bus)
Full control of the city, if you aint know
By the way, the name is Puff
It aint my
broken so I can't call
Or text anybody else
Quiet and sad library bathroom stall
Stuck here all by my shelf
Gotta fight just to be noticed
But now I
the drain
Ain't came here to play
What you wan say?
One of these days
Imma blow up like hiroshima
So sir I don't buy no plays
I don't even care if you
I never asked for this or planned it in advance
I was merely blown here by the winds of chance
I never saw myself as a Solomon or Socrates
I knew
to die for this
East/west spite
Peaceless blight
I seek best plight
To end needless smites
I speak for those who don't have a team in this fight
Our only
[Intro: Papoose]
Oh!!! This the one right here!!! Swizz Beatz you a fool for this!
I done took y'all everywhere, ain't nowhere to take y'all but
right
You leaving me here with a steel knife in my back
Asking what it feels like
Well I can't lie
Been hiding out in this town for quite some time
Been
She waits for no-one
But shes always there
As the hours pass by
She just stands and stairs
She keeps her cards close to her chest
Who knows what
'ma kick this rhyme right now and right here
I'd tell your name, but that would give you fame
And I ain't out to give you what you don't have
So I sit back
realize at last
You found a love that you can keep
And only losers weep
So standing by you, tears aren't shed in vain
I said so
Episode one
Meet my friends
By Kerri Renton
Illustrated by Jason Howe
In the great Australian outback
Where the cowboys and cowgirls live
The night
this
Tell me you aren't invincible
I felt that when my heart went so cold
Smile just to relieve the pressure
Of why aren't you already better
I
down
I FEEL LOCKED DOWN
Plus the numbers inflated
Don't tell me they aren't
Ima say what I'm feeling
You can say that I'm on it
The stranger smirked
More money than he ever seen
Kiss the projects goodbye
I'ma change you bitch
I'ma have niggas thinkin' you a famous bitch
Here's the keys
I'm torn apart please someone help
I'm falling apart please somebody help
I'm torn by the scars that were given to me
I'm torn by the scars I gave
is like hangin' yourself at a.....
I know you thought I'd be locked up
Dead by now, shot up, full of lead by now
Got up wit' JD doh', crazy
'The Gangstress'? Ha
You're on a wack journey
(Ho) Headed for nowhere, with time to spare
So I'ma kick this rhyme right
Now and right here i'd tell your
Still out here aluta continua
Genuine by design
Gin or wine
Eithers fine I'm just trying to clear my mind
Im just trying to clear my
I've thought about
Wait a minute let me talk to you
I think I should inform you who you're talking too
No let me tell you so you remember me
As the one that bust your
shoot and reload
I'm up here with Scruff and
He giving me dome, Just kidding
I don't want friends anyways
It's alright when I pull up
On yo' man anyway
I
Ey, this is special what's happenin' to all my
All my soldiers over there in Iraq
Everybody right here
What you need to do is be thankful for
as you yawning
Feeling like I'm Conan
Here to fuck up your whole program
Who can fuck with us, no man
Hiiipower slow dance
Kick a funky toe jam, gold
Ey, this is special what's happenin' to all my
All my soldiers over there in Iraq
Everybody right here
What you need to do is be thankful for
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