Lyrics:
pendin who all tryna match it
City gone turn up, who shakin dat ass in
50 o 100 pendin who all tryna have it
Sit on my face take a seat onna captain
Like
Judging by the look on the organ-grinder,
He'll judge me by the fact that my face don't fit.
It's touching that the monkey sits on my shoulder.
Judging by the look on the organ-grinder,
He'll judge me by the fact that my face don't fit
It's touching that the monkey sits on my shoulder
He's
My life is a haunting which is haunted by the looks of you
My old man ran away because he's scared to really face the truth
Tired is
the movements you're starting to make
See me crumble and fall on my face
And I know the mistakes that I made
See it all disappear without a trace
And they
the movements you're starting to make
See me crumble and fall on my face
And I know the mistakes that I made
See it all disappear without a trace
And they
this shit everyday
I stack my chips
I just stack Frito lays
I'm keeping my heat next to me where i lay
I got me a crib at the beach by the bay
I got me
I'm trying
Just lost my thug, ripped him apart, yeah they sprayed my man
I cry, I sit by the fan, somebody gon' die, they bang
I'm looking for unity,
this
We got my mella yella boy on the drums, We got Stan "the Guitar Man"
Dropping the rhythm. We got LA Dre on the keyboard and I want the whole
the pvck, let me sit down on my throne
Let me sit down on my throne, let me just get in my zone
I'm ridin' full speed ahead, you need to get off my road
I
Let me sit down on my throne
Let me sit down on my throne
Let me just get in my zone
I'm ridin' full speed ahead
You need to get off my road
I ride
pain
Come sit by me, don't say a word
Oh, can it be that I am slain
Quick, Magdalena, take my gun
Look up in the hills, that flash of light
Aim
a sharp pain
Come sit by me, don't say a word
Oh, can it be that I am slain?
Quick, Magdalena, take my gun
Look up in the hills, that flash of light
the window but I grab him and blind him
By slowly pushing my motherfucking fingers into his eyes
And it's finally time
I stab him in his thigh times nine
So he
and work my fingers to the bone
I don't want to shed blood, sweat and tears for strangers
Go shed your own
I want to sit with my face up to the sun
Just me
We met eyes and you said hello
And only now I realize
That was the day I found out what they mean by butterflies
Didn't say a word because my
Stomach
Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small
and get up, I'm on the corner with my
Hey kids, gather around, it's Wyclef and Melky Sedeck
I got a story to tell, here we go
Sit right back and hear
See they ain't fuckin with my hustle (Fuckin' with my hustle)
I'm making money by the busload (Money by the busload)
And you don't really wanna
Another one rides the bus
Another one rides the bus
Another comes on and another comes on
Another one rides the bus
Hey, he's gonna sit by you
Another one
Feeling like time just passes by
Clock ticking down til we all die
Do or do not, there is no try
Master Yoda, wrinkles in my face I'm getting older
transformed
And now become pain
He's alive in a black hole, empty in space
And he sit's in front of the
Mirror and he's face to face
With the sadness, confusion
hard in every way
On the up and up, I ain't playing games
Venom a soldier, Katana his blade
If they gon hate, AK to the face
I do not sit back, attack
on my parents' faces
Give 'em all the life they couldn’t have
Ndicel’ ukuphumelela ngoku besaphila
I hope you be there when I need you
Answer my calls
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