Lyrics:
without consultin apprentice present
I don't really know you (I don't)
And I don't' really care (I don't)
Can't judge a man's dignity by the wattage in his
be lying
Ran in his trap, only had three ounces
Left a nigga dead by the duplex houses
You a ho nigga wearing skirts and blouses
Trap off vaco's
, 24/7
Yeah, all day, 24/7
Uh-huh-uh
Lovin' the shit out you, fuckin' the shit out you
For seven days straight, and now I can't even live without you
Freaky freak show your physique
Something on my mind seven days a week
Freaky freak show your physique
Something on my mind seven days a week
Like
perspirating
I rush home take a bath and a shower
Keep checking that clock yo hour after hour
It hits seven
Lights out
Oh yea its game time
I get dressed in my
read on the side of the road
The next town is 125 miles away
And these very words came into his mind. He said
By the time I get to Phoenix, she'll
off the hidden vine
Sand hills like sandstone of a stone mason from a distant land
Ema pop and ahki out top riding down out by the Kingstree
Cried
the media by sending out
Fraudulent misinformation the reason why I'm
Always so extremely fed up is because of the
Current state of the country i'm
Certain
you in stand by
Damn GOD damn GOD damn
King Bison
I just went ahead and
Said his name in vain
Hail to Mary man
I'm praying to the Saints
GOD forgive me
years old, didn’t go out much/
Today the First day of school, private school, I’ll add/
We’ve seen this Movie, it ain’t such a diverse cast/
Mostly White
(I'll do anything to have you by my side)
Can't get you off my mind
Twenty-four, seven
I'll be right here waitin' for you (baby)
Can't get you off my
out on that day
Black boy, black coat
Stood around the corner as he passed slit his throat
He didn't fall so he fired
One to the middle of his
Followed by a law man and then came a firetruck
Put his ass on the stretcher
But if he survives, I'm willing to betcha
He'll be out for revenge
They
"This is a bust"
"Is it a set up?", it seems funny, a scuffle broke out
He got hit, dropped the cases spitting blood out of his mouth
He walked four
fucked
By the love of your life?
I'm in the same seas
Seven different option
But you're still On My Mind
Ain't nobody is your kind
Fighting out
Way too many problems, got me stressed out
What you doing? You got 7 days to move out
Go on! Get it! I'm out here chasing cream
Go on! Get it! Need it,
book a trip out to Rio
End of the day, I got you on my mind
I got you on my mind I want you by my side, girl
Wish you were my, girl
Wish you were my,
Those Left
[Diary of a young boy]
"It is a rainy Saturday
Tom took away my favorite toy
I punched him in his face
Blood poured out of his noose
Mon
Day by day it's more impossible to cope
I feel like I'm the one that's doin' dope
Can't seem to keep my mind on a steady track
I'm all about gettin'
takes a life to create a life.
Now she's gone.
Anger and hate.
fear and despair fills up his mind.
In search for answers he can't find.
What god
hear an ex in his head yelling, kiss the ring
From a fortune to Fisher King
Or from assisted care, blisters in his hair
New day, new diary
alright
I've been thinking so many caught out there slipping
Fall in a ditch half get taken then spitted by the system
Just these cards I got a ferocious
alright
I've been thinking so many caught out there slipping
Fall in a ditch half get taken then spitted by the system
Just these cards I got a ferocious
side
Spoke and passed her by
Dedicated hunter
Waits to pull us under
Rose up to it's call
In his arms she'd fall
Mother light received
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