Lyrics:
Nitty-Nasty Girl
Okay, these lyrics were so completely wrong, I had to just correct the whole thing, so here are the REAL lyrics.
Do it.
and
What's a little wrong
Now you're thirty-something, I'm still
Chasing after what is long gone
Baby, I got your back
You're gone, you're gone
Just
I'm the one, baby I'm your man
Watch me honey flyin by
I'm your mind reader for tonight
I can spell desire right
baby come on
Don't get me wrong
Can
the loose-leaf
I'm in shape, but slightly obtuse and still alive through the bruises
Far away, far away
I imagine what they'll say
How could you ghost me?
I'm
the
Block by the yellow lake
Granix in the trap, bag and no shape
This that Babylife shit
Put the tat on my face
Real Deal Thug, I never been fake
After we
wisdom, if you bank on faith,
Relinquish all your choices, put all your trust in fate.
Don't be surprised when shapes we've drawn, get erased by angry
you up for the night
[Chorus]
Over and over and over and over again
[Verse 2]
It's like living in a gated community, you can't tell em' they're wrong
wrong and you're who's right. It's not right to be brought down by words from an unknown mouth. They think that they've figured me out, but they don't
the shape of an "L" on her forehead
Well the years start coming and they don't stop coming
Fed to the rules and I hit the ground running
Didn't make sense
wave form.
Shape of love you once lost. bend this life.
Broken by refraction.
Distortion.
Bend sinister.
A wrong turn.
Taken in my life.
I've done some damage to my liver|And my reputation hanging with the boys|Down by the river||I've got a ringing in my ears|And a ring I left behind
where was all the unity?
How dare you run and scream that Black Lives Matter?
When only shot by BLUE or WHITE, are Black. Lives. Mad-der!
What
Y'all still putting batteries in niggas backs and power by they salaries
Should see 'em when the camera's off, you know the drill
Hear the wrong thing
now
Can't tell you how much I like to be wrong
The shape of a star
The color of a song
You're open to it all
I don't know where to begin
'Cause
beautiful but, brother
There is one particular thing that is nothing whatsoever
In any way, shape, or form like any other
There is nothing like a dame
The shape I was in
I didn’t love you
Acted above you
And that’s a sin
I ignored you
I didn’t call you
Or drop on by
You sat and waited
from my space
And the devil comes and both of them just come and just fuck up my place
I'm out of shape and I just sit their and whither away
Until I
By the time that you told me
It was already plain that you've changed
But your conscience was clean
And as white as a line of cocaine
My back
Infested by the thought
That you can never be wrong
I'll never trust anything
That you think that I might want
You are the scum and we're the hearts
surprise
I am long gone
If you thought you could keep me down
By holding me up
You were wrong
You don't call the shots anymore
While you were
It's time to realize I'm on my own
It's time to leave my childhood dreams alone
Now I belong - know right from wrong - because of you
I've learned
enough time to shape my lifetime (Snass)
It's time to make more money (2002)
With these tight lines
Like I always say ? business-oriented (Mos Syde)
So
of wrath
Demons and werewolves, dance by the fires of sin
The woods echo with the virgin's scream
I make love with Babylon's whore
As Satan watches pleased
through
The fog of a pixelated memory
That you figured was long gone
And it shape shifts into guilt
That corners you into rights and wrongs
'Cause
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