Lyrics:
on her knees (Woah)
Feel like 2K, all I do is shoot green (Let's go)
Me n my niggas, all we do is stack green
Young fly nigga, ion pop no beans (Nah, nah)
on the end again
This empty set where nothing lies within
The beginning's spark is a siren song
Withdrawn, I cry for the endless yawn
I'm left wondering:
What
with that
I'll play by your rules
I'm losing
I'm using you too so
Be calm
Save me a spark
When I'm on your mind then
You're off of mine there's
Space in
a Glock was flashing
Hyped by Lenny nigga's gassing, these pussy-nigga's wearing pearls
A dirty-ass boy mad as fuck about a girl
You'll see the spark in his
again?
I think that is vile. The worst kind of evil
You're treating my love like it's a cheap plaything
This is truly, not simply, a matter of will
My
(There's a crisis in the house!)
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
A ku vumi ma ngi thule
(I just can't keep quiet)
This is a cry from my heart
Let us go back to God
Where
bitchness
Why is this dude rapping now?
It's what your thinking mister
He's white as printer paper, blizzards in the midst of winters
Who the fuck he thinks
The first time I saw you
Oh, you looked so fine
And I had a feeling
One day you'd be mine
Honey you came along and captured my heart
Now my love is
bitch
If you hoes
Had forgot
Hawkin me down
Think she tryn
Take my spot
Now
I'm wipin
The floor wit
This bitch like
A mop
He sayin
He love me
I get it
them
Nigga know I got no cap too
I ain't gotta cap tho
Me and my niggas don't rap tho
We just trap tho
We on this rap shit now
NSD Bryant
Yuh
This shit
playing silly games
Now why do I put up with all this child's play
Now if your word is all you have
Then you ain't worth a damn thing
Promises you
Let's have a little church up in here
How ya doin'? This is Kirk Franklin
Sharin' with my sisters Cheryl, Sandi, and De De
With Sounds of Blackness
wheels in
Spite of all this
It is obvious that the way he really gets
Around is by being dangled from place
To place by a union guy with a
Dark green shirt
ladies over
Tell em this is Y-M-E so when you come you cant leave sober
You would think she came with buttons by the way that I control her
Put her
Lift your head to the sky
I’m by your side my friend
We’re on our way now
We’re on our way now
This broken moment is a fracture in time
So don’t you
I got a dope beat (you got a dope beat?)
I got a dope beat (we got a dope beat)
My name is that top of all of those that mix
Turnin' poetry into
on his c-a-ar
So f-a-ar, so g-o-ood
This is what they call me in the h-o-ood
Nigga,
I'm the king
And I be smoking
Welcome to my town
And I be
fragrance on my shirt from when she hugged me
Hard as rock when she touched me
Thinking now 'cause she woulda loved me
What it is, what it ain't tell me
fragrance on my shirt from when she hugged me
Hard as rock when she touched me
Thinking now 'cause she woulda loved me
What it is, what it ain't tell me
Eyes on the terminal, eyes on the door
We are ghosts and shadows, decks on the floor
The patch is good, signals five by five
We are jackin' in, I
out that I'm god I used to fuck away all of time off
Mind gone I would avoid all my probs now I'm a business, any expense is a write off
You can not
Or get caught in the crossfire
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Top tier in my war crime ranker
Can’t give it all to Christ
Satire is
Movin faster now cause I
I try to wait
Still i'm lost in this state
Over you
Fuck my old ways
Resting easy my grave
Over you
Is it washed up
Am I washed
take this trip up and down my train (keep doin' it)
I promise what's between my thighs is gonna drive you insane (ohh)
Baby please, please be sure you
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