Lyrics:
baby, don't forget that boy told you
Get, that, dirt off your shoulder
I probably owe it to y'all, probably be locked by the force
Tryin' to hustle
getting hit by a pitch"
[baseball sounds and cow bell ringing,ball is hit and hits cow]
Cow: moo
"and now a cow who goes skydiving for the very first
don't have very long
Fucked up in the past I know I've did a couple wrongs
Maybe in the next life I'll have you all to my own
Yeah I'll have you all to my
and truth will have a purpose to become
My perfect means to make me stronger by myself and finally move on
[Verse]
This will mark the first milestone for
out
But what's right for me or strange to you
Shouldn't make a damn on what you do
'Cause whether or not you make it through,
I thought that you
with a honey by the name of Hannah
Wearing nothing but a bandanna
Pussy wetter than Louisiana
You know the deal, peace to Miilkbone
I keep it real flyer
sleep
Never thought you'd run so deep
In the corners of my mind you creep
Practicing my aim deep within you
Poison in my veins, all cause of the things
Thinking thoughts of hope then
It’s been clouded by your thoughts
Yea when nights turns into light
We exchanged a little fight
Cause I showed you my
them people are some snobs
You'll lap them before they ever set their marks
Ready. set go!
How the hell you set you set your sites on me? Kind of random
look down you can see the ring
He still bears the mark of the son
On his chest went to war with the best
And yet still he remains
I don’t know if I would
Uh
What?
Fat Joe
BX, nigga
Y'all don't know?
Ayo its on, I see how niggas didn't learn
You is wrong, thought the fire didn't burn
Yo, it's
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
It was a Thursday night under blue moon lights
A preacher came in the bar
He sat by me, said, "I can see you've got a heavy heart"
Our maker made
I used to think October
Would always be the start of
Something very painful
And I used to think November
Would always mark the start of
Someone
Looking at the man I became
The very next day I went to my backyard
Gave my heart to the king, man I cried so hard
Checked into rehab, that place so wild
recognize the fact
One has little time to meditate
And even less to act
If you stagnate and semi-slumber
You shall never make your mark
No slacker has
how far, we always come together
And now you girls grown up, lookin' brilliant as ever
I was raised by women, give my praise to women
So this song's
lurking behind a sabal palm tree
Dear mother
You are real mysterious
With the inflamed whip marks of your past
Held hostage in your bedroom drawer
Dear
believe it a woman filled with anointing
Her faith was at one hundred and she was always rejoicing
Jesus heard my thoughts and said I will fill you with
to the briiink, impartial
To the very bitter taste of ink
Nothing left to drink
They got everything
But the kitchen sink
Spit your words out
Sound them one by one
judgment with his holy book
Doesn't always go by fast but really how you look
From the moment you thought
You're on the bad line, assembly line
Keeps
the Boomkat crew, and apparently you ??? thought you knew
On you're marks, ready set go
Get a lay fast, next time don't forget
What you mean?
What you said
You
And I thought of me and him, of what we were.
I thought of our wedding day.
And I was happy, very simply happy.
Do you hear it?
A modest young
And I thought of me and him, of what we were.
I thought of our wedding day.
And I was happy, very simply happy.
Do you hear it?
A modest young
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