Lyrics:
with me now doesn't mean that you are stuck with me
Run, run, nigga, I don't need you no more
I don't need you to be honest
I'm the Don now moving
the Battlefield
Hey Krishna.
You are underestimating my powers, by bringing a woman to a battlefield.
You are underestimating my powers, by bringing a woman
nothing on the floor was where I slept at
But I don't regret that
it just made me want more I couldn't accept that
Now I'm like let's do it
Nike where them
glue on my hands, I still can't put these choppers down
These niggas backdoor on their mans, that lil'ass body don't even count
No you can't relate
No sir, no way
Yeah
Uh
I got to lock 'em out
Thoughts are sure, it's not in doubt
Caught my timing now
Put my time in, now my opps are saying stop
If you are overtly creative!
Fairies and faggots and queers are
Creative
All the best music on broadway is
Native
Who will step forward
And end all
babies goodnight
At Christmas, Christmas
No matter who you are
How far you've come
This is where you belong
At Christmas
Memories 'round
we move and we roam like them Italian mobsters
We practice the code of silence, omérta
So ain't no talkin', we lurkin'
Find the strip where you
the hands we're given
Use them and lets start trying
To make it a place worth living in.
Ooh superman where are you now
When everything's gone wrong somehow
curtains
If I got some money it's certain
I got my designer bitch with a Birkin
Big chopper gone hit his ass where it's hurting
You ain't a killer, can't
And tell us who you are
The room has all gone misty
My thoughts are all in spin
Sit down young stranger
And tell us where you been
Well, I've been up
Yeah we never quit,
Loading up a clip,
Click click,
Who you with?
Where you at?
Where you going with that bat now?
Bad brit',
Wit' the mit',
Where you
the days go by
Glycerine
Glycerine
I'm never alone, I'm alone all the time
Are you at one or do you lie?
We live in a wheel where everyone steals
But
he gon' throw the stick in
Bullets gon glue him you know he was stickin'
Lil' bro got hit now his ass on citizen
He got crunched toast cinnamon
My brain is precise
I memorize six minute poems by the hour
I've come back for you now
Pure hellfire and literature
And did you think you actually
he with the feds
Now he is a mice
Pass the rock to the Lil Jayy
I’m ballin like I’m mike
I can’t say that we made it
Cause we on bikes
Are you here for
I've been out my mind
What a waste of time
Things don't feel the same
Without you by my side
I don't like it here on my own
My own
Now I'm here all
Hear my voice where you are
Take a train, steal a car
Hop a freight, grab a star, come back to me
Catch a plane, catch a breeze
On your hands,
You can go way to the top, way from the flat
Fly wit a hawk, stay where they at
Acrobat walk the rope back to back
Keep your hope to matte the black
I
of ten a g
These niggas big dog to you hoes but I see mini mes
Lil ass boys that's what I really see
I love to see them true colors they show vividly
Bitch
where I lay
I'll make you a beat if you willing to pay
Please don't leave yo girl astray
When she get by me she ready to play
Bitches be mad when I'm
by my lonely and that's a fact
I'm a nigga keep two choppas in the AR shit, that's a fact
Every nigga run up on them bullies, shh No havin' none
Where's Forrest now when you need him?
Talk to me, talk to me
Hey, ay, hey
Attention, all you niggas
All you bitches
Sit back and relax your mind,
to where you gotta go and double cover ground
Demons they surround us used to be like undercover
Now it’s blatant, got a hold on you gullible motherfuckers
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