Lyrics:
This is poetry in motion
Try to catch on stay close to the host
And MC's try to make the road rough but I'm coastin
Ladies hear the rhymes rub
California
Population none in the desert and sun
Wit' a gun cracker
Runnin' things under his thumb
Starin' hard at the postcards
Isn't it odd and unique?
the ride
But now I'm facing a high
That I could fall off if I stall
When I'm too shaky to fly
Impatient am I
But fuck it' I'm too angry to try
The radio's
Seems I'm always second best
But you learn along the way
That's the price you have to pay
I try to stay defiant
Be tough and self-reliant
Though I get
tumbling down
And your love's a blown out candle
All is gone and it seems too hard to handle
Chiquitita, tell me the truth
There is no way you can deny
I've got no hard feelings,
I've got no feelings at all.
No hard feelings, no cold goodbyes.
No hard feelings, too old and wise.
"And what happened
now
By the light of the moon
She rubs her eyes
Says it's funny how the night
Can make you blind
I can just imagine
And I don't know what I'm supposed
So you think you got the weight
Of the world on your shoulders
And it's getting too hard to bear
You feel like you're getting older and older
hands are clean
The one who moves the mountain
Begins by carrying away small stones
To lighten the load
Hear the bells and peak that climb
Seek hard
Or a prickly pear
And you prick a raw paw
Next time beware
Don't pick the prickly pear by the paw
When you pick a pear
Try to use the claw
But you don't
there all these people workin all hard, and it was like, real dirty back there, and of course, in the front it was all immaculately clean. And I said, I
an arrow in a gunfight
Too hard to resist
But we do anyway
It's stupid that he wants to try
He got an arrow in a gunfight
Too hard to resist
This is
fried)
It's hard for me to sleep 'cause I keep seein' dead guys (them niggas dead now)
Mommo said he want his head, I told him, "Stand by" (I told him,
Hard bars like a plastic yardstick
Slap you in the ass like a nun with the harshest rules
In the whole school
Slip up a bit get hit
Switch up or flip
(Yeah)
(Ugh)
(Aye Josiah this beat hard)
(Look)
(Look)
(Look)
Got another blessing too many (ooh) (yuh)
Money in my pockets got plenty (ooh)
If you
by me,
Lord I’ve got to keep it moving.
Some people feel like hip hop died,
With it’s pride, skateboards, and skinny jeans,
When DJs stop spinning
smokin' blow in the zone
Kicking up more shit than a broken bone
Don't fuck with a legit baller, steady stackin' money
Getting down and dirty, try
She pouring her cup by the deuce
She offer some henny now she acting too loose
V-12 engines we running through red lights
Tint is all black all you see
hands down
Just to let another nigga try
Maybe it just ain't my time
Or maybe I been speeding by
Way too many signs
To me get it right
The consequence
Is
My name was this
My name was that
Now that my name been nixed
My aim is wisdom
No more parlor tricks
I'm too hard to track
Nonetheless I exist
Can't keep it by myself
Can't keep it by myself
Pop to many pills
This shit way too ugly
Drive me home safe
All i need is company
Not too fast, babe
Can't keep it by myself
Can't keep it by myself
Pop to many pills
This shit way too ugly
Drive me home safe
All I need is company
Not too fast, babe
true"
"I know it's hard but nigga remain you"
Man fuck it
Bitch I'm a star that the people stay loving
They try to tell the kid "Nigga stay true"
"I know
Plus this world is too cold, so I keep myself circle small
Puffing chronic with my dogs, chilly, but we holding down the city
And my burrow, feelin'
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