Lyrics:
not even Hailie
I think my dad's gone crazy
My songs can make you cry, take you by surprise at the same time
Can make you dry your eyes with
for you
We wanna thank you for being so nice on our last album
It was wonderful the way you accepted it
And tonight we've chosen some of the songs
That
take you through a tunnel of thought
Wit no support now you got caught off guard
By the number one scar from the Illa-Fifth
Lyrically fulfillin' this
the hood be askin', where I be
Dogg, I'm out in Hawaii
Don't like it? Drink my pee
Record song for the "Detox" LP
Feet don't fail me
Niggas got me bent
you in, because the rhythm
The chord progression is such that it imitates a pop, like romance song
And then it starts off kind of, yeah, wholesome,
off the Hen, I was smokin', I got too high
Damn, time flies by
It's like I knew your whole lifetime, my nigga
We accomplished so much shit
We
when my record's on
So get off the wall, become involved
All your radio problems have now been solved
My treacherous beats make ya ears respond
And my
put E before the D, 'cause that's all you on
You on Pac's dick (bitch), you a replica, guy
If he was still alive, you would never get by (for real)
hitting hard, you can say it
So if I make a hard song will the people listen?
They rather hear about some pills that I'm popping
Off the percy when I
off like I didn't pay my electric bill
Love a bad bitch with sex appeal
Ain't worried about no record deal
Record breaking numbers, what I'm expecting
Stacking cake and getting cream
Get the dirt right off ya shoulders
Snap ya fingers, lean
Twist ya neck and break a record
No one hit that shit so clean
not even Hailie
I think my dad's gone crazy
My songs can make you cry, take you by surprise at the same time
Can make you dry your eyes with
I know that you think this song is for you
I used to long for you when you do you
My life was just fine way back before you
Now when you reach out
Call me by my name
And in that time of prayer and waiting
Where doubt and reason dwell
A jury sat deliberating
All is lost
Or all is well
Home,
on your record player
Turn the lights off now we silhouettes
Turn the lights off now we silhouettes
Turn the lights off now we silhouettes
Miss the playing
songs to the fuckin president
I been spendin my ASCAP, waitin out there brain-walkin
up with hit records on feet, in the fuckin rain
Through
zone and some beats
Lollygaggers to poly matters that go over responses
Get all layered and get technical in they content
Press record, then I bring
and the beat was by Trackster
Title of the song was "Po Pimp"
I said, "Ooh, snap"
I told 'em I'm about to jack
Spit it funky like I'm a mack
I'ma come off
I want to be, yo, let me fuck that nigga down
You heard that shit, nigga
Ay, yo, what you going with that big ass
My ghetto love song, set it off
Better off fakin' yo' death than fakin' with me
You say you a stepper, then step
Record label full of gangstas, only vultures at the table
Bitch, I'ma
Lazarus Theme Song
Record that hits a needle real people could fiend on
Music you dig for years like you burying King Kong
Saying this generation ain't
and prejudice i wrote a song
Called "Lunchbox
" and some journalists have interpreted
It as a song about guns ironically
The song is about being picked
songs
Over and over like a fever dream
Ain't nothing they say turns me on
I'm turning this off and taking it back
To the time when the music would rock
I stay up all night
Tell myself I'm alright
Baby, you're just harder to see than most
I put the record on
Wait till I hear our song
Every night I'm
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