Lyrics:
just don't make 'em like me
Lately protectin' my peace... pursuin' my savior
(Lord God, I come to you a sinner... Inshallah)
Apologies accompanied by
version of me and insult the Fathers creativity
Its easy for me to forget its about we and that I'm accomplishing exactly what he needs
Jesus saves he saved
Wouldn't change what I write, be the same shit
Wouldn't pour out my soul for the payment
Shouldn't tell my secrets to a stranger
Whatever
Here's my life
'd "iron" the uniform
Under the bed that's where
Everybody ironed their clothes
You get two uniforms
So you keep one under the bed
For your visit, so by
feelings pass
This is the verse I've been meaning to spit
It's the version that they needed I'ma leave in a bit
You're the person finally showed what I
my niggas
In the middle of the trial I flip pies my niggas
I did joints with Mary J. Blige my niggas
I've eluded the coppers got booted with Big
my niggas
In the middle of the trial I flip pies my niggas
I did joints with Mary J. Blige my niggas
I've eluded the coppers got booted with Big
Artist: Ray, Goodman & Brown
Album:
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Offset:
Heaven In The Rain -1981 - 4:19
LP/CD: Stay - Polydor 1981
Composers: D. Thomas,L.
The one
This the one
Yeah
Ay, Jonboy
What that sound like
Sound like this the one
Fuck all that love shit
Fuck fairytale endings
Still with the team
want to thank my man Baby Chris, you know what I mean?
Helped me put this Mr. Smith...Mr.Smith album together
Make it hot, know I'm sayin'?
Thank
to give up
You repeatedly suck
You in the league of a duck
You a measly schmuck
If you was speedily struck by a GMC truck
I wouldn't give one flying
just want to spit man I don't need this grief
[VERSE TWO]
[HOST]
I mean you got Will smith and jada Beck's and posh,
J-low and Ben aflet, 50 and vivica
straight trash
You hearin’ Tory singin’ and rappin’
You pay cash my album bought to drop, nigga
I'ma bout to pop, nigga
How I shoot guns and go platinum off
Every day I take ah leap forward to that next level
I just feel like I need to get on Pablo Escobar's Island to get there
Chorus
Working on my vibe
That was the first track I heard by you at sixteen
It was frightening but somewhat inviting that one else could explain my rain without seeing what I
of the witch doctor
I need a ting tang, one I want to bing bang
I really should be out in Tampa like a sting ray
I'm known for doing what I want, call it free
couldn't stop getting them sacks
Feeling like Ray Lewis the way I flipped the quarterback
But I'm humble like J Cole can't floss to show my racks
But I
don't pray to god cause I don't need no fuckin help
Spend days by myself cause I don't need nobody else
Need me some fans cause it's hotter than hell
L.I., Staten Island,
N.J., What! Connecticut, can't forget y'all,
Girls everywhere, ha ha
Girls, girls, girls, girls
Dedicated to the ladies from
Three passports, Three first class tickets to the money
Straight flights
I live by the cold war
Drove from round the globe
All I need is
niggas are shook of me
Bust down, bust down, bust down
Raphael, look what you did to me
I need the money at last
I need the money advance
Tell me
a young nigga game
See they kissing ass what you done for the fame
Nigga's selling souls spending funds on a chain
Just to get robbed by them guns that they
to the tenement
It's LL Cool J nigga, everything I do is excellent
And I got to represent, Q-Boro, the thorough
Ya know what I mean? We get down, we get down
Yes sir, ooh
People, this is Weezy Wee (I let 'em know)
I love myself
I love what I am
I love who I is
I love Weezy
Your girl, your man, your
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