Lyrics:
to hell
Time out, there's nothing left to talk about
Nothing left of the world, that we left now
Burn it down
Burn the fuckin' planet down
We're all gonna
Let me show you some shit
That you never seen
You been fucking with a nigga
Who ruining all ya dreams
I tried to treat you right
But you listening
he'll be for the rest of his life
All they do is scream and shout
They gave me a job
Put me up
Put me on one
That's where he'll be for the rest of her
to lose
Everybody gotta die
Say good-bye to the bad guy
That one you fucked when you passed by
Buck buck from a Glock
Tempered glass fly
Do
Kanye to end up on top
They expected that College Dropout to drop and then flop
Then maybe he stop savin' all the good beats for himself
Roc-A-Fella's
is)
When a nigga ride by ya (By ya)
Ratchet niggas all with me (Wit me)
Man they might fire (Fire)
Smoking on that fire (Fire)
Through my supplier
do, the whole day through, is dream of you
All I do, since I met you, is dream of you
So could you stay with me, lay with me? Talkin' 'bout nothing
and that's by any mean
By any Means, by any means I'm going all out and that's by any means
I see a ray of light through the darkness guess my six senses is
you
I've been surprised like why'd you ever change
All this pain that I feel by myself, gon heal by itself
They don't know what I go through
I've been
through hoops
Pushing limits I've got something to prove
Ducking weaving see me out here making moves
I got nothing to lose that's why I'm jumping through
out God that's the only one that can judge me
Through all of this pain how I manage to get this lucky
You stand in the rain you appreciate when it's
influenced by the ghetto you ruined
That same dude you gave nothing, I made something doing
What I do through and through and
I give you the news, with
rebel in a league of my own
And that's a whole nother level, nothing's free
I never settle keep the pedal to the metal
When them haters in my rear view,
help, but they ain't never help with nothing
I ain't tripping through it's cool cause don't nobody owe me nothing
I had to get myself
I made something
they rob niggas
Can't do that drive-thru today
Coming down Fig turn left on Gage
I had the M5 when the
Headlights were square like the Jakes
Race
Real talkin nigga
Man I'm all about my cash flow
Nigga I'm the shit my momma
Had me out her asshole nigga I be actin'
Nigga know that we mackin'
To all my playas and playettes, you you and you
That prefer things, come on, over Jesus, let's run it
Your boyfriend might look good but he ain't God
off that weak shit
There's love through it all
Things to live for
I swerve, almost crash into a wall
Think about the good, find myself laughing
Turn
see them take the piss yeah I get real disturbed
Blood pumping through my veins like how they got the nerve
Pushing all of us right to the curve
Adapt
only that sun wouldn't stare at me
And there ain't nothing that I can't dream
If I wasn't distracted by a sunny beam
Sun shining through my window
Birds
side
Consequently
All or nothing (all or nothing)
Consequently
You and me
Who's that man by your side?
The man by your side
The lesson you have
nothing
Church and Times Square
A whole lot of nothing
Nothing, nothing, nothing"
The Fugs were real poets with
Real topics to speak out
And through
by
I will survive
The shoe is on the hand, it fits
There's really nothing much to it
Whistle through your teeth and spit
'Cause it's alright
by
I will survive
The shoe is on the hand, it fits
There's really nothing much to it
Whistle through your teeth and spit
'Cause it's alright
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