Lyrics:
of the news, but it's still in my head
Charles Stewart still lives even though the sucker's dead
I'ma speak upon it
He is trying to wipe, you, out
Trying
Fun is found where love is found love is found where family lies
Give thanks
Different things demma happening
Girls demma packaging
Betrayed by love
and start finding peace and love
No matter what your grade is understand the knowledge at hand and
Believe this
I speak no evil!
Word up
I can't let you breathe, let you eat, let you speak, aye
Started with a bag, now the money in a briefcase
Started in The Bricks, militant, better
Your future, your future I would tell to you
Your future you often have asked me
Your true love will die by your own right hand
And crazy man Michael
in a basket
Left me without options when the eggs got to crackin
Asking God with my head tilted towards the heavens
Why was I abandoned by my brethren
never thought that I'd get hit by this love bug again
I can't get your smile out of my mind
(I can't get you out of my mind)
I think about your eyes
never thought that I'd get hit by this love bug again
I can't get your smile out of my mind
(I can't get you out of my mind)
I think about your eyes
Speak once again of my love, my own
Broken song, empty words I know
Still live in my heart all alone
For that moonlit pass by the Alamo
And rose, my
Speak once again of my love, my own
Broken song, empty words I know
Still live in my heart all alone
For that moonlit pass by the Alamo
And rose, my
Speak once again of my love, my own
Broken song, empty words I know
Still live in my heart all alone
For that moonlit pass by the Alamo
And rose, my
you walk
Walk my way
The next time you talk
Speak to me, take me
Another day on the road
Carrying my load
Heavy, now
So so much weight
Did I wait too
Addiction to pills be my guillotine
Foreign model she come from the Philippines
Don't speak English I need me a translator
And I'm covered by ice
I am a melodramatic
Mentally asthmatic
Hella fantastic, "anti-bombastic"
Poetry addict
Listening to oldies in my attic
Jazzy
Only love
Yeah, Bnoutch
Uh, uh
Mmm, mmm
It's hard to find people that'll stay by me
Niggas change like a stained white tee
Only the real know the pain I speak
can't die, I can't die
This shit is wicked on these mean streets
None of my friends speak, we all tryna win
But then again, maybe it's for the best
working and chasing
Sick flows like no cap I'm bursting the mic
Speak truth into my music
This music is my passion
And I love how you love me with passion
to that check
Gotta make it
It's my destiny
And I thuggin' 'til the death of me
They left me all by myself
I depending on me 'cause I'm the realist that I
the real, slim shady, the one that makes you go crazy
With my words, I paint the vivid pictures daily
I'm not afraid to speak my mind, no matter the cost
I
To lead me home to peace
Light and lace and grace and love
The fertile soil's mortal son
And now the earth it opens up
And I see too much
Ice freezes my
Your image stuck in my mind
others to combine
I try to replicate
Pure beauty
This thought which has consumed me
You are my one love truly
I wouldn’t
Of those steel drums
cnd I could stay down here forever
cs long as you're here by my side
There's nothing like a little love story
Made in paradise
That
glown
Cuz I love you, believe what I say
It's your smile and your charm thats always makin my day
We the best collab hit me with a dab
Love in New York
leaving my mark
On this sketchy business
Even though I speak from the
Heart which they rarely witness
They second guessin' my art still
Comparing me
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