Lyrics:
'bout me being missin'
Worldwide sympathy O'hene was trendin'
Three days later my untimely death's invented
Press was avoided and only given a sentence
days
Got me thinkin' bout better days
Time to question our lifestyle, look how we live
Smokin' weed like it ain't no thang, so even kids
Wanna try
days
Got me thinkin' bout better days
Time to question our lifestyle, look how we live
Smokin' weed like it ain't no thang, so even kids
Wanna try
Walking down the street hoping that someone won't see me
Its been a long day and its hard to shake this feeling that's inside
I close my eyes
Ny3 s3 mi me gyimi adey love adey
Ny3 s3 mi me gyimi adey love adey
Ny3 s3 mi me gyimi adey love adey
yeah
May i know name
Ose y3 fr3 mi jane
Plenty
Straight to the sky
Adey catch Holy ghost
Lord is all by your grace
If I live to see another day
Another day another problem
Trust you never go dey shame
So
die
I ain't really live my life right
So imma smoke some weed
Just me and Mary Jane that's all I need
It's been a long day my head is hurting
I don't
to me
Nine Graggle lives, eight Graggle emails
Seven letters in Graggle, six divided by two Graggle hairs, five hit and runs
Four zombie Graggles, three
a thief
And this will get you through the day
We'll get on marvelously
It gets so crowded in an empty place
Two eyeballs for every face
Three bodies
This is the way to get by
So much pain in my eyes better Days
We can make it a better day
It's to live or to die
It's so hard to survive better Days
We
Three
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You recording?
If they wasn't pressing record
I'd probably be pressing the tail button
Yeah, hustling
distracted by money drugs and four
Fives, I count lives all on these songs
Look at the weak and cry, pray one day you'll be strong
Fighting for your rights,
We're live in Marin City
Joining the manhunt for
The four suspects in the Marin City massacre
Where six police officers and
Three informants have
Do I live with addiction
Fuck everything
I am not livin
Life is a bitch then you die
Life is a bitch so get high
Life is a bitch so you run
Life is
a man
When I met Ann, I soaked her pans
We ended up freakin' by garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me
by a garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak is all she said
We jumped in
by a garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak is all she said
We jumped in
live they shits pop
Hey, hey, tick tock, this is for my hoes
Make your hips rock
Light a L, baby, let the Crys' pop
Get your tick tock from this hip
my religion
Do this for my team every hour every minute
I got what she need you know I'm still her addiction
This is the world that we live in, kill
present kinda pass by
I'm trying to pass my past, retaining struggles from y past lives
Remembering the times when I was scared to go outside
Cos there
with addiction alcoholic like P
No submitting both spittin' up in college like G's
My focus not there we probably both got B's
You're the star RB, I'd
is the first week of July by the way folks. About three or four days
later... we must have got there around the 30th of June. Anyway, what a great
the gun that I packed
But For-ty years-old and now on the gat
I used to hit the school yard fightin for dem lays
Rid my cousin's Chevy ridin Daytna-days
then
Before friends switched it up on us and drove a wedge in us
Back before my addiction drove you away and straight to him
Everyday I live with regret
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