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that come seeping out of her
like the scent of dust from the bed.
He goes over them all, calibrating
names of cities, dates,
places-- the whole
To my homie OFI
Then it goes around to the homie Spanish Fly
Why, cause we gotta get high, so high
Party wit the ladies to the crack of sun rise
Everytime I turn around
Baby I need this, baby I need that
Man I'm like bitch I can't give you shit, I can't give you shat
I can't give you nothin, I
'cause I'm a nigga that don't care
But what did I get out of it? jack shit
'cause I ain't the one to be on niggas dicks
Runnin around sweatin, put me
About my Father up in heaven
Who you know so well
But let me start off by settin'
The record straight from the years past
Lettin' all those
goes on look at what man made
Expert mediocre thought provoker
Gave a donation from my loafer
Hip hop's underground I'm a surface
Gopher forever lit
and the Grammies and wildin' out on tours/
Destroyin' hotel rooms and getting groupies pregnant/
stealin' everything including kitchen sink/
Promoe goes politically
Tell me, did you get the news?
She ain't fuckin' with you no more
All, it's all mine, it's all mine
I gotta live by this, can't trust what these
The sun comes up, the sun goes down.
When I'm with you, my whole world spins around.
Like a Sunday morning carousel ride, and you're holding my
Leave me hanging high and dry
There's really nothing left to say
The words seem to linger awhile
But the feeling never goes away
It's so easy when
take notes, look me in my fucking eye.
It's time to break some bread, fuck what the other niggas said,
'cause rumors, they big as boomers, leaving niggas
love too cheap
Sometimes I get my feet stuck so hard in the ground
It's like diggin' a hole, just standin' around
Every single fuckin' day that goes by
to the play by play
He's just waiting for one name
He wants to hear his son get in the game
But the boy's not just a hero
He's strictly second team
Tho
You struck a match inside
The frozen heart of mine
And set my soul on fire
Stranded dazed and confused
Stumbling drunk on you
Consumed by my own
Come easy these days at least that's what I'm told well it sure beats =
Watching tv and just sitting around growing old can't help but smile =
When I'm
now who want us?
Only a few 'mong us, but we roll like two hundreds,
true brothers. What you want to do fuckers?
You only mad cus I got your boo's
Where do we go if we hit rock bottom
Will the world just pass us by
What do we know when a challenge blossoms
But the climb won't get us high
Let's
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