Lyrics:
used to understand
When every road was paved with wet cement
Back when if I was hanging off a cliff you'd be walking on my hands
Somebody please tell
here? Oh, Anthony, please let me come with you
No, my darling, there is no safety for you on the street
But dressed in these sailor's clothes, who
every single night
When I'd do anything for you
I'd always be tight by your side
But you forgot about me
You don't remember my name
But it's so hard
Somebody might fall tonight
I wanna know who I gotta send for
I got enough for tonight
Girl we can do a dinner if you in though
Somebody might fall
Freestylers (here-here-here we go, here we go)
By definition it's the Don
With the KV in the brand new song
Giving use of freestle, freestyle flows
With the d
get out
Cause I been on this road, tryna get high from my low
Won't somebody tell me where to go, please cause I don't know
I might be crazy,
that one she'll see and she come in to my show
Please God, please I'll pay any cost,
If you'd just stop the world cause I want to get off
There's
somewhere close by. I hear shots fired, looking for my somebody.
Uk'thanda ng'thandile kodwa uk'thanda akung'thandanga. Love don't love me.
My heart ngakupha
would think I'd be gone by now
But I know I'm the song you're playing (I can see)
To somebody else
I can't tell if you're drunk right now
But I can't
Doisman an off duty security guard was a third unarmed African American man of 13 months when he was killed by the N.Y.P.D.
A loss of faith
Two
on route 41
Home to my mother, stepbrother, and son
And I'd tear down that jail by myself
If not for Virginia who made me somebody else
And I owe it
Do you like onions by any chance?
I love onions
I love onions
Onions
Onions
Onions
I like onions
They smell really nice
When I put em in my salad
I
Mr. Man I know you see me walking by
Moves with the nikes and my shoes always fly
You know that song about the suit and the tie
Yeah my man J wrote
Covid 19 if not that a young teen doing drive by's
He grew up in a home with parents getting sky high
Born a addict doctors never thought he'd survive
But
I'd get popped by a scrap
Instead of the police
Flipside I'd get sent to Prison
And Raped for a Peach
Or killed,
Pack of Cigarettes cost a life a piece
battled
Producers with egos
And there were those who were told
Exactly where to go
Somebody please stop these little kids
That want to pull bumpers
and my newphew's picture
They say don't let this cruel world get ya, kinda suspicious
Swearin' one day you might leave me, for somebody that's richer
(x3)
It's just a picture (x2)
(please somebody tell me it's a picture) (x2)
It's just a list of things I'd like to say to you
I've found the meaning,
vividly
Sold for a Mil a piece
Over in Sicily, Italy
I am a monster
I'd scare the soul out a wildebeest
I don't Care if you feelin' me Either way
You
brought em out that deep sleep so I guess that thats finna be me
So uh ding ding somebody grab my luggage
Im at Phils recording this right now still
ask questions about gender
But I'd rather talk about Epiphone or Fender
BB
BB is a they
Tyra
Tyra is a they
Somebody you know
They're a they
Someone
is back and he is on the roam
You can touch my dick but leave my ass alone
I'm a prick yea I know
Uh I'm so cold but I'd rather be this then so so
You
mistakes
But please keep the faith
You can still be great
Just because you didn't get a D1 offer
You could still be a great father
Your story was only
to where your heart desires
You don't need nobody
But can I bbq somebody
Baby please don't hurt me
I said it please don't hurt me
Day by Day
I mean little
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