Lyrics:
finishing
And so I aim that gift back at the One who trusted it to me
I can have my cake, I can eat it too
If I'm so great, then I don't need You
God is dead,
To harder
My mark is up there
But I'm living down here
Keepin it clean
I don't need to swear
To get a point acrossed
Forgotten
By some
Doesn't mean you are
was good, you
know what I mean.
So what can I say man, what a fantastic experience! Something that will live with me for the rest of my life,
no doubt
Til I say I'm sorry
Three, something's got to give now!
Stupid Nintendo games!
I've become so numb, I can't feel you there
Become so tired, so much
swing Bentley door
Blow smoke through the roof
Everything got a cost
They gone need something on you (Paperwork)
Picture me in '93
I'm the only man I see
it
They've been kicking down doors and bustin' out flows
They can't get me on the phone so they surprise me at my shows
And everybody needs a loan
the game dividing the pies by three
Then we got famish
So we set standards
Very similar to the ten crack commandments
Some couldn't take it
Others got
forgot my belt at the hotel
Fuck, now my team all scrambling to help, this sucks
I need something to cope, ain't nothing to cope
I eat a banana and I
I don't need a hoe
You can break yourself but you can't break me
You never met a player like $hort, baby
I knew a dick sucker named Betty-Jo
Took
Balang-balang-balang to mandem rock 'cause I love thee
If you live by the sword you guh fi die by the gun
'Cause all guys tell lies if all girls commit sins
I was
love me too
These three words, they could change our lives forever
And I promise you that we will always be together
'Til the end of time
So today,
Cause he rapping
So I just adapt
I don't snap
I'm on the sideline like a toe tap
You know
Imma ascend with my pensions
I don't need no Benz
3 Stacks told
four-pound (uhh)
And bust like four rounds, kick the door down
Get yo' ass up outta town nigga, uhh, uhh
(Five by five) Niggaz connive, I thought you knew
the evil lives
Post traumatic stress, PTSD
If you from the hood then you just like me
Niggas kick in your door for a PS3
How the fuck do you expect me to be
the evil lives
Post traumatic stress, PTSD
If you from the hood then you just like me
Niggas kick in your door for a PS3
How the fuck do you expect me to be
gonna let us in, or else we rush the door
I got too many reasons, save your 'whys' and 'what fors'
This is twice inna lifetime so I'm lettin' you know
when I see you but I need to keep it real with you
No relationships I'm just tryna live
Baby I don't need you but I want you so I got you
Got you by
always need me â¬" I just have a hunch
I prayed for you, thought you didnâ¬"t exsist
A woman that keeps her mouth shut â¬" Wasnâ¬"t a bitch
Lets me live
to Mary
And bow down to the pope
She can't hear you
He don't deserve your glory
Jesus already told the story
But I love them when I'm preaching
They don't
gentleman is going to be famous.
Knox: I’m sure you’re right, Mr. President.
Roosevelt: So, Attorney General, Knox, to what do I owe the honor of your
Three times a charm, so why am I fronting
Giving you something that's constantly taking
The one thing I need just to give the world everything it needs
the gooking
Only 3 note is the dial now
Skunk screaming loud
Tryna speak a whole sound now
My hard so hard, the cookie need a pile-drive
I'm triple A arrogant
you have a basket?
Into the woods and down the dell
The path is straight, I know it well
Into the woods and who can tell
What's waiting
you have a basket?
Into the woods and down the dell
The path is straight, I know it well
Into the woods and who can tell
What's waiting
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