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I'm reminded that I'm chasing something beautiful And if I could, leave the whole world in color Elevate my girl, give the world to my mother Make money
The First time I had to smoke Alone, I feeling it mentally I heard that the mother lost two 2s but that wasn’t meant to be When man chat on net, I
mentality and i can see there is nobody like me See aint nobody knows where i come from, it don't matter son, cause i know where i’m gonna be right
Always be by my side Mmmmmm I will never forget you You know I miss you I wish the day that shit happened I could've came to get you And every time I
Free from paying them bills Free to come and go when ya feel Most of all, free from them haters Verse 1: [Willie D] So many problems that exist in my
paying them bills Free to come and go when ya feel Most of all, free from them haters So many problems that exist in my world today When I'm
bottles of sorrow then chose poems and novels The gospel was told, some souls it swallowed whole Mentally they fold, and they eventually sold Their
what’s my mother fucking name? (Ty Tannic) Bounce to the rhythm As I take you down So I can break your fucking ankles son Shake you down Cuz You got no way
And personal a gentleman did everything he pose to do Way too much in common for them not to be too socialable He was raised by his father his mother was
knew a kid that put slugs in his own mug. he used to show me his guns ain't a cat that knows me as son remember violence the only one i used to watch
Genocidal survivor, son of a refugee Revolutionary, my freedom come with a hefty fee Trapped inside the mind too, tried to talk to God Told 'em kill all my
Yeah nigga, thug that shit to your mother fuckin crib you heard Yeah! We tryin'to get this shit poppin' over here Huh, block party all that shit
the presence of the Lord actions of a boy Playing with my body like is some kind of toy When I know very well it’s the temple of the Lord I know very well it’s
think I'm in the Dungeon Fam, I see lo green Sons raised by bo queens but there's no kings (No kings, no kings) Come with me Run quick see, what do
Sisters and fathers Mothers and sons All said goodbye It seemed so much fun We'll be finished by Christmas Back home by the fire Perish the distance
Come all ye bold and ye rambling boys and a warning take by me For I'd have you quit night walking and shun bad company For it's son oh son what have
You say that you need me, my heart’s yours I feel for you deeply, love at first sight, not tryna be naive, be a fool if I let you just walk by me,
home oh from the party And the good folks just got up Crooked delegation wants a big donation Send some old jive preacher to the holy land Lord honey,
been fuckin' in the shower so my dreads soaked (yo) I been fuckin' on the counter 'cause my bed's soaked (yo) You know my lean nice and cold like some
complaining How little they both earn And mother drops by Mondays Just to nag about the world Then she stays to nag at Dallas `Cause she hates those Texas
but even if she was so what Mother f***er grow up, don't mean to be so abrupt But that lets me, know that she's a human being And being human's
By some little word of anger That never should have been said I'd like to tell you a story Of a family I once knew. We'll call them Mary
you... In you [Verse 2: Big Boi] So luscious she's the real deal, but even he gets ancy Some honeys try to +Kill Bill+ beneath the underpants see But
to the lover (to the lover) In you... In you... In you So luscious she's the real deal, but even he gets ancy Some honeys try to +Kill Bill+ beneath
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