Lyrics:
gone purses
Goods lifted by crooks suffering Norse god curses
Are all I ever saw upon the Earth's long surface
It hurts when you come to terms with
style and your attitude
Your vibe gyal you such a mood
In my room we can bump and groove
When you wind show me sumtin new
Sumtin
Baby show me something
always march ahead.
We cannot turn back.
There are those who are asking the devotees of civil rights, "When will you be satisfied?" We can never be
Yeah
This is the acoustic version
MD Squad
MD in your area
I wanna tell you something that God told me
So today is the day when things fall into
me
You try hard and Die Hard, you ain't Eveready
When they check the pulse, you'll be +Dead+ as +Freddie+
Sharper spears for new ideas
Check
the corner and when she came
I grabbed her by the arm and I asked her name
She said it was Anita and her man's in Santa Rita
I took her to my house
the corner and when she came
I grabbed her by the arm and I asked her name
She said it was Anita and her man's in Santa Rita
I took her to my house
Usain bolt,
I gotta be great like steph on the court.
I have to upgrade, my present/recent version,
And Evolve to the new dimension,
Leave a mark, like
Jesus is Lord)
"I believe you raised Him from the dead"
(I believe you raised Him from the dead)
"I would ask that Jesus come into my life"
(I would
I'll make 30
Desert Eagle, my nails dirty
I'mma think on life and I'd die for it
Made a mill, you ain't even know it
Tell Iluminati I'm down for it
Call
In another life
I'll sail the jello ocean tides
Of normal walks and flatline talks
I'll watch the paper boats go by
When the time is right
We'll burn
When it came to gettin' mine I ain't tryin', to argue
Sometimes I wouldn'ta made it if it wasn't for you
Hip-hop, you the love of my life and that's
When it came to gettin' mine I ain't tryin', to argue
Sometimes I wouldn'ta made it if it wasn't for you
Hip-hop, you the love of my life and that's
the deal
The shit is on counters, and I can't stop you from buying it
But my advice is this
Do the shit once, just to see into the image that it paints
blistery?
You ain't ready for the Freddy of rap
You can't kill me, I step into your dreams, you feel me
Slicin' your life away, just like I might today
I
version
No grey area its just a black and white version
I'm with my bitch Maria
We drunk out in Korea
In a small village
You can see the image
She never
on everbody corner (Dash for it)
Get a toe tag when you play tag
With a task of a new (Task force)
Everybody wanna know my life
How did I make it (Past yours)
of life when I go downstairs
That's where I write when I'm in a bad place and need to release
And let out the version of NF you don't want to see
I put
to listen
To my dreams, "who are you Joseph, just babysit your sisters
And when you done with this laundry, clean the bathroom and do the dishes"
That's what
On a trip through my old memories
And through the fall we'll have it all
You'll take a dive into my seems
Together we part my mental sea
And when you see that
knees gettin tore up
Then release set you free like a court judge
When we meet said it feels so enormous
In between my little sweet clitorus
Messy sheets
wasn’t something she ever brought up at barbecues… but it made the most sense to her. When you suffer from something like chronic night terrors, brought
dickless piece of shit
How could you diss me, bitch?
I liked you, thought you was alright for a white dude
Remember Sway and Tech when I came up and sat
country to give for my life
The preacher stands in his holy shroud sayin'
"God forgives you if you do it now"
But if you come back when the chips are down,
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