Lyrics:
and the black Yankee hat
When it’s time for action, I’m a rap maniac
'Cause on the mic, I’m more concentrated than Cuban coffee though
I’m firing shots right
a bitch at home
She's my ride or die
Yeah she black I know
African type
Her speed limit go like 450
I never slow no stop
I go one Milli
Speeding ticket
the kind of person he or she becomes
Now the estimates by the experts in this field are that most of us are using somewhere Around
Five percent of our real
plan
Made us in his own image, molded us like dolls
And orchestrated the great fall
Omniscient, call him by his name, beg and he'll listen
Adam, Eve,
hide
Keep coming back, though I try to say goodbye
And then I pick up my phone to reach out to you
But then I stop and realize it's too soon
You're
Yo
You gotta stop carrying around the thoughts and opinions of everyone else
You gotta stop
They put the world on my shoulders
I couldn't carry it
I can feel her inside me,
i can feel that thoughts for real.
My head says, i have to stop,
the heart goes against that.
I can feel her inside me,
i
Black speckles floating by in an emigrating sky
If i flew beside you in the daytime
Would i still wanna be you in the nighttime
Whispers in
made from plastic
I admit that I'm fantastic
They all want me to beg for respect
No, what did you expect?
When I want something, I get
You won't stop me
breath
Tell me why y'all so threatened by the young and the black
Tell me why
I don't want to be the next one in a black bag
Not me
Or be another hashtag
and black stones
Wrist bands
Telegrams
After hand
Before hand
I, I, I got one friend
One friend
I, I, I
Stop proving me wrong
Year long, life long
So long,
on a two step at a time
We live our lives by the highway signs
Coal black coffee and little white lines
Trying to fight our way up to the top
Now our bones
not have the situation under control
And that we don't have all the solutions yet
Unless those solutions mean that we simply stop doing certain things
The black mirrors we're staring into distort our perception
Too busy browsing to stop and pause for reflection
Not aware of our surroundings, we're
I wanna love you right
You are the love of my life, girl you be my lover like
I mean, you be my boo
We be like Usher and keys
I wanna usher you keys
And does it ever make you stop and wonder
If all your good times pass you by
I don't hold no mystery
But I can show you how to turn the key
'Cause
where Reginald Denny's truck at
Police cars, driving by niggas in slow mo
If you white don't stop at the light, 'cause that's a no-no
Running through
know what I wanted
Wanna let go, but I'm haunted
I'm a lost cause, baby
And I can't stop sinking
But I still want more
In a free fall, baby
Jaki to piękny dzień pogoda dla życia jak świeży tlen
Wyłączam telefon by nikt już nie dzwonił
Ej na co tej zwierzyniec
Esencja smaku ze wschodu na
Youíre Never Gonna Stop Me!î
Written and Produced by:
Beck Black & Tony Valentino
CH 1
Youíre Never Gonna Stop Me! No!
Youíre Never Gonna Stop
star-loaded rose-froze Black Star, you got off fine
It's ten o'clock you ought to stop the detour, you know baby it's time
Big talking, spaced off, you got
don't
And you don't, and you don't, and you don't
And you don't, and you don't stop
My favorite song of all time is what?
Something by Wu Tang
Or maybe
tryna you to go
Fast attraction, grab some
"Oh, don't stop nasty black man"
Man that action had me coughin' up cars, keys and cash
Just to sniff a fat
All night long way black top highway midnight hitting a groove
Mustang radio rag top jukebox hound dog don't be cruel
Roadside rest stop all night
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