Lyrics:
Life handed me lemons
I jump back in the public eye and squirted lemon juice in it
By now you just wish I'd fucking die but I electrify
Get
Brothers be like Tricky
Tryin' to get me, hit me, and run, but me I'm picky
I like it sentimental
Stimulate the mentals, I
I like a gentle man, with
ground ground
Cut up in soul soul by the pound pound
I'm going downtown like Julie Brown I'm the round mound
Not a rebound but like a hound I get
oluwa no pass me by
Cos I pray for grace my G
It's not written that you will find or you seek
But you never find that which you do not seek
Omo this is
(ooh-oh, oh, oh, ooh-oh, oh, oh)
I remember lookin' in the mirror, knowin' I was gifted
Only child, me for seven years, everything for Christmas
Family
niggas was packin burners
Them niggas was ready to fight (Oh shit)
Whatever we had to do holmes (Uh, huh)
Niggas was on the real flipmo' holmes
(Uh, huh)
Na na na na na naaaa
Wasa finer le le yi ya ya yaa
Another one from wasa ye
Wasa finer
Fine boy jiggy ya
Dem say man shall not live by bread alone
I've been staying in my bed
Watching time pass by
Things to do instead
Uhh maybe not.. cosy
I'm just too cosy, I'm just too cosy
I'm just too, I'm
by, your gentle touch
Think I know what it is when you look back at me
Baby, please believe me
When I say when I say, when I say, that its you oh, oh
the only thing on my mind
So me no wan waste no time
Where have you been all my life
Really wanna make you mine
You're not easy to come by
So me nuh go let
ground ground
Cut up in soul soul by the pound pound
I'm going downtown like Julie Brown I'm the round mound
Not a rebound but like a hound I get
do it
Im doing it stepping i step precision
You either with me or not pick a side im waiting on you to make a decision
They been plotting against me
shit....It's a miracle...
Hey, hey, whatcha gotta do, whatcha gotta do...
Check it out, holmes...
BO-BO...Ladies and gentlemon...it is time for me
more vine
For tha ride
Not another horsey night
Brother pass anotha vine
One more vine
For tha night
You will only catch me sippin' my split flow
as mother & fog
Oh! Oh! Oh!
Sea! Osh!
Where's yr little Neppytune
tonight?
These gentle tree pulp pages
which've nothing to do
with yr crash roar,
with you always, whenever you need me just call me and I’d be there”.
By the time, she woke up she discovered she was the only aside the nurse
a flake like corn, and I was born not to understand
By letting her pass I proved to be a better man
She keeps on passing me by (passing me by)
She
a flake like corn, and I was born not to understand
By letting her pass I proved to be a better man
She keeps on passing me by (passing me by)
She
pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not
grows
He said, “My dear brother, forsake me not
Redemption for me is too late.
Not even the blood on the Saviour’s hands
Can save me from my fate!”
He
a fuck (yeah, yeah)
Oh, we sound like Em clones, huh?
Where the fuck you think he started at holmes, huh?
Skip the small talk, talking is a risk you
Blame on me
Can't hold back
Holdin' on for a minute
Oh, oh (running)
Blame on me
Put the blame on me, oh
Put the blame on me
Put the blame
man dey live say no be twice oh
Me want no stress
Eye red but I swear say e clear
I don Dey see pass my prophet sef
Eye red pass your red barrette
desperation of things prayed for but not yet received
Like pass me not oh gentle Savior
But he does not seem to hear my cry
I I celebrate with you my sister
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