Search results for 'paper song by surface' Page #15

- I'm too focused - been cool on the surface

Remember the pain - keep it in mind - give a li'l time - remember the purpose 
Feeling Divine - giving

December 4th

Jay-Z

The Black Album [Acappella]

2003

note I'm leaving after this song
So you ain't gotta feel no way about Jay, so long
At least let me tell you why I'm this way, hold on
I was conceived

December 4th

Jay-Z

The Black Album

2003

note I'm leaving after this song
So you ain't gotta feel no way about Jay, so long
At least let me tell you why I'm this way, hold on
I was conceived

business, it's Christmas music. The article was the universe's blessing for me to be able to have and succeed at both dreams. And sure on paper, because

Once Upon a Blood Moon

Sage Francis

Copper Gone

2014

of July
He wrote notes on paper boats, sat and waited for replies
Hope floats, even when it's on fire
Especially when it's on fire, but the smoke makes

Clock is ticking God I'm running out of time
Through this mic is how I speak my mind
Put my thoughts on paper and they start to rhyme
Everyday I see

haters 'round my way
But that paper I must chase
So I act like I run track
Treat my life just like a race
Ain't no pump faking no way
You miss every shot

believe you're so blessed
To have me in your life, still sad
Handlin' business the paper
I had to withdraw from the bank
I ran up a check, got a double

I be saying fuck it, leave the weed right on the table
Don't care about too much, I gotta get right to this paper
Stuck down on my back, I've never

on this blank paper
Ever since the day you left me
I’ve been feeling so darn empty
I know it’s time to move along, but
I thought I’d leave this in my song

the window pane
Watch my efforts die in vain
And all of these emotions mean nothing to me its all the same

Gotta dedicate this song to you
Pen and paper in my

I don't know what's next
I just keep on writing songs
Spitting all this pain until I'm dead & gone
Niggas wanna hate but jack me when I'm on
On my

These bullets going to hit you as this guitar go play this song
Came from the trap we lit, so you know we smell like a pound of buzz
Stackin' my paper up,

troubled, I was hurt and it bubbled to the surface
Took it out on writing songs, put that seed up under the dirt
God gave me water (bless) two sons and one

ain't saying no names
But if I did the word would rhyme with Slater
But I ain't worried about you Screech holler at me later

I'm out getting this paper

Aye
Man I'm all 'bout this paper man, fly shit night shit man
Cup with me, so you gotta pour me up some
Look
Bitch, we players
Designer, drip by

All-American Kid

Garth Brooks

Man Against Machine

2014

cried
Another hometown boy
Made it home alive
Got his picture in the paper and the headline read
"Welcome Back, All-American Kid"

Yeah, this song is for

goal is chasing paper, man that's tear in me
I'm after the loathe of life, the only thing securing me
On the surface my purpose may not seem worth it,

and one foot out
Trudge onward assailing the senses
And all alone, about

I need somewhere to be now

By lane or lot or lay of land, I'll travel it
My paper

buoyant, it stays on the surface
Couple shots by his crib, hit the drapes and the curtains
And the pain be moving through my brain like a surgeon
Get praised

Tried to live on the surface of my skin
Touching, without letting it in
Pretend my heart was paper thin, was paper thin

You said I was like

gone nick cagein
Hot whips im in im fresh paper platin
Along with some red kicks made by an asian
Fila nada, prada i never
Im an invesment send it freely

the core
I smoked the track like it was paper raw
This ain't first nor the last that Steezzy gon make yah favorite song
No going back before I kill em all

up by 6am
up by 6am

Related

26 Best Breakup Songs Of All Time

Every Lyric From Shawn Mendes' Self-Titled New Album

Every Lyric From Keith Urban's