Lyrics:
don't think about me
You don't think about me
Anymore
Anymore
Anymore
You really stopped caring huh?
I can tell by the way that you move
This freaky life
a tree)
Rotating blades (vrm vrm)
Bring him to his feet
(Staring at you sipping my lager
I'm standing down the steet)
Care about my kin
I'm a father
gave me you number anyway you were on the talcum
Powder, how's about them oranges?
Moved away from home to school with big plans
By day, studied
God... I love Em, I love'Em, I love'Em.
1st Verse: God equals love and love equals truth equivalent to the poetry I spit the booth. I don't rap I just
hi!
I'm not sure anymore
But my head spins and I still can't forget about it
I wonder why that voice inside
Won't ever try, to forget about
Love don
Wonder what it's like, how a ni**a kill a ni**a on sight
Did he hesitate? Think about his life, think about his kids, think about his wife?
But
his back he shed his blood
He don't need no friends, he good, it's love
Picking up backends, only time he clubs
His family gangsters, he could've
don't blame me
I always been thorough, I always been the same me
Think about the love that I showed before you name me (me)
Ooh (sounds like"ooo") don
think is love, is truly not
You need to elevate and find
I don't even know you and I want you dead
Don't know the facts but I saw the blood pour from
think is love, is truly not
You need to elevate and find
I don't even know you and I want you dead
Don't know the facts but I saw the blood pour from
you wanna go against my heart and soul?
Don't you realize the love I'm giving you?
Don't you wanna love me too?
Don't you think that I could be
you, you not good enough
First , Next , Hey - He’s ‘Hollywood’
I love life, I don’t
& I live it
(He’s ‘Hollywood’)
How do I live it
(Homeostasis)
really care about it, care about it
I need some henny man this shit is barely getting by
Tell all them bitches to fall through I think they kinda shy
I'm
poppin mami, I be gettin' money now
I'm from Brooklyn but they love me out in Houston now
Say "hi" to life, bye to my broke days
I'm about a dollar,
You don't think about me
You don't think about
Girl what about t
Girl what about t
You don't think about me
You don't think about me
Anymore
to watch?
What about David Koresh
Jim Jones? Do you think
Entertainment inspired Kip Kinkel
Or should we blame the fact that his
Father bought him the guns he
't think he'll survive this
She's beating on his chest trying to revive him
There's tears in her eyes but she has to hide them
Jaden's blaming himself,
Spade: Allright. So you've got me in it. What about her?
Brigid: Don't worry about me, I'm okay
Kasper: Very magnanimous, sir, very magnanimous indeed,
love and
Calls her his little Smurf
But soon they're seen by
Boys from the community that go out and fuck
White girls with impunity
Oh, gee! Misogyny
and he took out
A deck of playing cards
He began to spread them out across his bunk
About that time, one of his buddies came by and said
"You gonna
the million
Tranquilo by the kilo, nigga, nigga
And I got kilos by the speedboat
And I ain't talkin' 'bout them drugs
I'm talkin' 'bout that love
For
was raised in a Forest The way he prey on his Opps Think he a Christian or a Muslim Victimized by his pops
It's hard for him to love a woman
Knew he
therapist
His own friends don't feel like they know him
All that he has is his notebook
So he writes about his emotions in the cafeteria
When these bullies
It was difficult to navigate the world as a homeless teenager. My father was right. It was hard. And the world was tough. I think about this time in
.JPG/222px-Arve_Moen_Bergset_med_Oslo_Filharmonien_(cropped).JPG "Arve Moen Bergset")
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