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[Roy Jones Jr.]
Yo
I used to go to this chick house, and go to that chick house (come on)
Call another chick over, kick the other chick out
I
to stay, but damn I know when to leave
Guess the cowboys ain't got nothin' on me
Guess the cowboys ain't got nothin' on me
I used to think about settling
to learn early that he'll be abused
Harassed and judged, beaten or used, swear yo, I wish it were a ruse
But this our reality, y'all don't have nothing
fossils, silently run by the eastern asteroid, silently run by the road pavers, silently run by the used car salesman, silently run by the new car salesman,
Combos come like Lomachenko
You're talking gang, you don't know the ends, though
I'm a big belly boy like Butter Bean
I've got gloves on my hands, that's
Used to be chillin now I'm getting hot
Running a fever I'm steaming like pots
Heard your new single it sound like a flop so I Got on my rocket
no reason to run for the phone
No need to hold my breath
Hopin' it's you
Each time I see someone we used to know
Or go some place we used to go
It's
the homies right now
And momma used to say
One day, it's gon' burn you out
One day, it's gon' burn you out, out
One day, it's gon' burn you out
One day,
About livin' on the farm
Sittin' by the campfire with his guitar
Singing Haggard and George Jones
And I could see as time went by, because of him
I
know, he don't know nothin' else
I tried to show 'em, yeah
I tried to show 'em, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Gone on you with the pick and roll
Young
Who you are,
One Nation under a thug and bullet scar,
Young nation, no revolution and no cause,
One Nation, young, black and dangerous by far,
Eyes
So I'll remember you
And all the things we used to do
Forty
Just look me in my eyes
So I'll remember you (You, you, you, you)
And all the things
used to be scared of death, it made me mad hurt
‘Til someone said to me, while I was at church
To understand death, you need to understand birth
A baby
hands
I used to be scared of death, it made me mad hurt
Till someone said to me, while I was at church
To understand death, you need to understand birth
a [D] years Re-[G] membering how things used to be I [D] can't hold back the [A] tears The [D] house is barely standing and the [G] barn has rotted [D]
know as well as I know
That you don't want to die
I give's ah fuck about your crew
What they want to do
Them niggas quick to cock they straps
We
someone you don't recognize
Different figure, new design
I'm just somebody that you used to love
I'm just somebody that you used to know
Yeah, I
with that tre 8
So much pound in my back seat
I'm gettin chased by those motherfuckers o p d
Should I hit a condo and lose the bottle
Fuck it I hear
to the losers who are hurt by luck
Give it to the losers who are hurt by luck
Henry, dear Henry and his afterglow, he told me things I did not know
He could see
a Zulu love)
Uh
Dark as the midnight hour or bright as the mornin' sun
Give a fuck about your complexion, I know what the Germans done
Sneak
I'm sending this to all my loved ones that's gone
I wish we could talk, it's just missed calls
I'm missing y'all, Lord know I'm goin through it
Shits
some sand you having beach sex
Born to win knew I was the man back at recess
You used to be the man you must've fell down some steps steps
Falling hard
that would all ride by
What happened to the food I would get there
Things keep changing but don't feel right
Tell me where to find someone around here
you none
When it reach out and teach someone, blaze they buns
Now I'm guilty by association
Times of blackness eclipsin the sun, target practice
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