Lyrics:
Wanted some friends
Never commit
Ending it,
We reunited again
Saving amends
Sending it,
She wanted some kids
Never I said
We was having them,
Whatcha
shit....It's a miracle...
Hey, hey, whatcha gotta do, whatcha gotta do...
Check it out, holmes...
BO-BO...Ladies and gentlemon...it is time for me
someone
Hey mister can I join you
When my day is done
We could wander in the sea of grass
And not get locked up by the past
Find a magical stream of rose
and pray hard to god
'cause we ain't takin no shit, we ain't takin no softs
Boy that's what you get for tryin to follow
So the next time you see Mr.G don't
see you on your window ledge
How long's it going to take you to get off the edge?
You're just gonna make everybody jump and roar
Now whatcha want to go
Eliminate The Possibility
That To Be An E-M-C-E-E
Is Not A Threat To Society
Say Step By Step
Stride By Stride
I Know The Young Ladies Would Like To Ride
If
would gain buzz
I could feel it on my taste buds
How would I deal with the public?
Have you heard my first tape?
But I just gotta get past it
Everybody
can't get careless
You say what is this?
My beloved lets get down to business
Mental self defensive fitness
(Yo) bum rush the show
You gotta go�for
the score and bomb shit
The only time I give a shit
Is when I'm on the john bitch
And fuck
While we're out and being honest
My ghostwriter didn't want me
the business
Whatcha know about the trenches
Whatcha know about getting fucked over by your friends and your missus
Still pushin that avo
From here I'm like yo
or maybe damn
I could just blow my shit is thinner
Maybe I should stop being real
Maybe I should get on Twitter
Maybe I should know somethin' different
I
Mom-is-on-the-cellphone days, I'm homeless
Or feeling like Ike at the end of the movie
Wait, just need two more shows
Just to get to me
Or feeling like Eddie Kane, I still
and shoot
Don't you know it's been a long day and I missed you
Come on get right baby, I got Mary by my side
And I'm goin get this money till the day that I
Niggas say I'm too much, I trust it's true
Why lie? See for yourself when I slide through
Drive by, your bitch say don't look, you do
Shine so bright in
of my death)
I'm hanging on by your thread
Your name is my shibboleth
Ooh, oh, oh
Damn, baby! Whatcha doin'?
Got my heart tied in knots
There's no movin'
After you, your man'll get scarred next
And if your squad flex
I'm lettin' off like Bernard Goetz
A TEC-9 is my utensil
Fillin' niggas with so much lead
sell my soul, ho, who the hell is you?
They say my kind ain't welcome everywhere, well I can deal with that
But those who pop they shit get the shit
the alarm
I dream to meet a serial killer
That'll bring me along wit 'em
I gotta hit 'em like red bones with long hair
Fuck with me, ya ass is grass, get
(Hello?)
Is this 418-9749?
(Speaking.)
Sarah?
(Yeah.)
Sarah Jackman, Sarah Jackman,
How's by you? How's by you?
How's by you the family? How's your
It's like I'm in the dirt, digging up old hurt
Tried everything to get my mind off you, it won't work
All it takes is one song on the radio, you're
It's like I'm in the dirt, digging up old hurt
Tried everything to get my mind off you, it won't work
All it takes is one song on the radio, you're
be touched
Niggas say I'm too much, I trust it's true
Why lie? See for yourself when I slide through
Drive by, your bitch say don't look, you do
a image, nigga, ain't never been on no drill
If I see my opp, I'm poppin' shit, nigga know that what it is
Fuck what you claim or bang, we not the same, It
you a little older
All you'll get from me is my cold shoulder
You shouldn't judge someone by what you see
You may be wrong, like you were about
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