Lyrics:
dirty pictures out of magazines
Just kids
Reading Rimbaud, you'd say "Patti, play me something I can dance to"
Well Robert, that's just what I'm gonna do
one understands me but me
Nobody cares about how I feel but me
So what I gotta do is do for me
I wonder how that be goin all out for me
I got mad
to me (oh oh)
We can keep on doing things
If you do what you do to me
(oh, ooh ooh, yeah) i like what you do to me
When you do what you do to me
(I like
can truly tell you that
There's nothing but turmoil goin' on so, I wanted to ask you
What you think is the future for me and my generation today?
I
Bangin' my gang 'til I'm pale ('til I'm pale)
Can't fuck with you, Petty LaBelle (lil Petty)
Me and my brother like Kenan and Kel (Kenan and Kel)
Seen
do today? (Say what?)
Yes, I'm gon' get a fly girl, gonna get some spankin'
Drive off in a def OJ
Everybody go, "Hotel, motel, Holiday Inn"
You say
Madonna
Cause me without big strong thoughts for a Biz song
Is like Patty LaBelle not singing with a wig on
I don't give a damn if my record gets panned
have the people stomping to my beat you bet
Take a pause for the cause, cause this is a recording
If rap was a prison, then I be the warden
I do
I've been lonely most of my life
Then I met you
Now I can't get enough of your
Sweet, sweet ways
So beautiful
But I don't even care
It's what lies
all they can do
They dig up your secrets, they know all your trash
The tales they could tell, the tongues they could wag
God knows what they'd say,
But for YOU I'm TSA
When your soul is priceless
They can never get an upgrade
This the type love
You wanna carry to ya grave
This the type of pill
the world shakes for a moment
And everything Dead rises again
Ooh Patti Smith
Through you my soul finally spoke to me
I developed a sense for word
to drive my head insane
Girl, do I do, what you do, when I do my love to you baby
Yes I got some candy kisses for your lips
Yes I got some honey suckle
my head insane
Girl, do I do, what you do, when I do my love to you...baby
Sss..mmm
Yes I got some candy kisses for your lips
Yes I got some honey
to drive my head insane
Girl, do I do, what you do, when I do my love to you baby
Yes I got some candy kisses for your lips
Yes I got some honey suckle
People thank you, I do this for all the mean creators
I was someone who never needed favors to get where I'm at
Now they deem me a savior
But to be
’m so rich, I can buy the place for free
I rhyme without syllables, call me poetry
Call you a gnat since you’re gonna FLEA
Antigua and Barbuda that’s
thinking that she got me)
But she wasn't in the gym
(No you can not ball wit me)
Got used to ballin' by myself
(Remember it was only me)
Got a ring I got
Ya baby, Ya baby, Force dawg, Crysto
Ya baby, Force dawg, Crysto ohhh yeah
I feel what u saying baby, Thats how we do it baby
Lah, lah lah lah drop
wit da VVS
Can't get my 'Gram 'cause I don't do the text
Don't give a damn 'bout how you flex
Pull up with cubans all over my neck
Tec gon' blam don't
wit da VVS
Can't get my 'Gram 'cause I don't do the text
Don't give a damn 'bout how you flex
Pull up with cubans all over my neck
Tec gon' blam don't
end
Where do we begin
Back to my foes
While I'm running up against the wind
Just for the win
Wondering if I should shit on my doubters
Well it depends
on tour
Can ya, Kenyatta, make sure they know before what is really in store
See I adore the ones that call me Torhi, true story
I created 'hood rats so
words, by very, very peaceful methods to bring
peace, you know instead of peace through violence,
that's what we're trying to do and if we succeed in
that,
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