Lyrics:
critical when you can't instantiate the difference
When you all reciprocate what we're putting out
You just don't realize it now
We've got you in our trance
goes by in the wink of an eye
time waits for no one
you know I’m gonna love you
‘til the day I die
AFRAID OF THE DARK
(Peter Sando)
Your eyes were wide
it all now, it was wrong
Don't you think nineteen's too young
To be played by your dark, twisted games when I loved you so?
I should've known
You
back to school can't stay in no book
Can't get at you then your man get took
We ain't playing by the rules we ain't playin by the book
When you jump
I over shine, ain't no niggas over Sean
Toll rollin by the quarter so I guess we're going overtime.
'Til we're Dumb high, dumb high
Westside, bitch
Special
You Know I Wanna Be Honest With You Women So Ima Start Off Like This
[Verse: Drake]
Uh Look, I'm Bold From The Get Go
Go By The Title Of Drake
You say you were so sick of it
I'm tired of jackin' off cause you ain't there
When I drill, I don't spill, even if she's on the pill
Keep my weapon
other guys are chasing but you say you are mine
So let's rewind back to times when had you me on leash
With a fairy tale type love we were beauty
me a bouncer, handgun and an ounce
Young nigga with a shotgun, and a handgun, and a rifle
Get pitched in, I'm a lifer – put my hand on the Bible
You
we are going
to be playing you an amazing project that is well crafted by these young individuals
known as YDIE, all right
And the name of the project
buried
Shit gets scary when you say Mike three times Kinda like a Bloody Mary
Blood splattered, torture Cadavers as the pulleys vary
The tools that I
get deep
Because we're born to die, shed tears and cry
Mom dukes passed away when you was locked up son
They had you, suspended in time so I kick
Dayton's in his hand
Keys in his hand reason again to let you know he's the man
Back when we rocked Alesis he had dreams of Caprice's
Drove by
full of killers on some dumb shit
Learn young how to hustle and make the funds flip
Mafia ties, you move wrong and the gun click
Lay low with
it oughta be a crime
When you see I'm comin' holla one-time, holla one-time
When you see I'm comin' holla one-time (one-time)
Young Hov' in
boo, do you
That's what I'm talkin 'bout
Yo, step to my groove, move like this
When we shoot the gift of course it's ruthless
Grab the mic with no
boo, do you
That's what I'm talkin 'bout
Yo, step to my groove, move like this
When we shoot the gift of course it's ruthless
Grab the mic with no
the best of stories through
Our revelations to you by this Qur'an
And before the coming of divine inspiration to you, you were among those who were unaware
Don't waste no more time
I can't believe my eyes
Can't believe my eyes
Your heavenly outline
And I know how we get when the sun has fallen
(We're shining
surrounded by body guards
Hoping no one pulls your cord you got me laughing pretty hard
Thinking you're the white hot man of the hour
But you just can't
I see people hating other people
Tell me what's the reason
That your kid is hungry, you ain't got no money
What's the reason?
By the time
on tracks with Mos Def
When you call him Kwa-li or Kwe-li, I put him on songs with Jay-Z
I'm the Gap like Banana Republic and Old Navy, and ooh
It come out
a fantastic feat to a drastic leap
I know some killers that love to put in work
That won't last a week
You askin' me? The art of
Tranquility's how you master
got big bands in my pocket
I'ma pull it out when I take a pic
Jumpin' out with my chain swanging
Nigga I ain't worried 'bout shit
I got real killers
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