Lyrics:
blinded totally,
oh no, please don't pass me by.
I know that you still think that its me. I know that you think that there's
somebody else. I know that
primarily through photos
Learn about his milestones via text message or Facebook and see if you don’t feel numb so how can I smile when people tell me I’m
let it go to his head
Now he thinks he's the best thing since sliced bread
But they don't really know me
I don't want your love I don't need your love
I
gone need it all, can you really knock his hustle
Little nigga lifting iron he ain't even move a muscle
He think he'll make it big by robbing players
taken
for that my heart is aching
You are in Heaven now, but oh how I miss you still.
Pray for peace
Pray for hope
Pray for love today, don't wait ‘til
I'm beautiful in my way
Cause God makes no mistakes
I'm on the right track, baby
I was born this way
Don't hide yourself in regret
Just love yourself
that way
I could tell him a lie
And I know I'd get by
But I don't think love ought to be that way
You say a precious moment
Is all that it would
of people, marching up the avenue
Doin? what they gotta do, just to get by
I'm living in the land of plenty and many
But I'm damn sure poor and I don
about it (Think about it) Give me your love I can't live without it Oh no Don't go *************************************************************
his town, he reps with pride
He sits at home with his girl on a rainy night and looks in her eyes and thinks
I don't care about money and bags If I
and I'm all gone in that, in that I gotta give y'all pleasure,
in that I'm so in love that all I do is disidentify, that all I
do is think about y'all
you gonna tell her after she discovers (you probably think this song is about you)
You don't really love her?
Oh (oh), it's gonna be a showdown (don
you gonna tell her after she discovers (you probably think this song is about you)
You don't really love her?
Oh (oh), it's gonna be a showdown (don
you home
Would you still be in love, baby? In love, baby (love, love, love, love)
Don't you worry about a thing, baby
'Cause you know you got me by
Seventeen dead, it don't bother you
You could give a fuck less about the seventeen dead
The seventeenth boyfriend lost his erection
Well, ya know Violent J's
loyal
I think you do too much for someone who don't do shit for you, girl
And that's real
That ain't the way love supposed to feel
But you say he's
across the land
Led by a bleached blonde man with a mic in his hand
Act two, song's the only way for me to talk to you
Cos you're the king of hip hop
I'm
Stay off his dick!
Nigga, some don't think I can flow, so here we go
To a new track, to show the wack, that I can throw
Styles that show up, I blow
think about settlin' down again, have more seeds
Ten toes on the ground again, let hoes be
Nothin' like makin' love with somebody you love
Nothin' like
about The King
Covered and fur and jewels
From the crown to his rings
Smothered in gold and minuscule gems
Surrounding him and everything
Up in his castle
s*** hm hold on, um,
Mr. sharp ton and anyone like you, you don't know me
So if your not going to try to then what you say or think about me
Are what
s*** hm hold on, um,
Mr. sharp ton and anyone like you, you don't know me
So if your not going to try to then what you say or think about me
Are what
guys
Talking about how young black guys are targeted
Targeted by who? America
You see one in every hundred Americans are locked up
One in every nine
the norm
I'm gonna take the world by storm, just give this one listen more
If you ain't pick up what I said, you ain't really about it
This ain't slinging
.JPG/222px-Arve_Moen_Bergset_med_Oslo_Filharmonien_(cropped).JPG "Arve Moen Bergset")
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