Lyrics:
but its stepped on
I aint Jay Z gotta stretch it bro
In the line of work where my niggas dont always make it home
John Legend Ima take it slow
You can
I'm like whatever shorty rock
We can swing it like that
Cause on the real this is where it's at.
A ghetto love is the law that we live by
Day by
in love
This is where it started all off nigga
But now, look at where we at now, like what the fuck
I mean you-
The first song is "L.A."
So
ward, and in the section of the hospital where the people who have no arms live. And on the weekends, he works with autistic children like John (not me).
fucked in the game
Leave you flat on your back, where you lay was a stain
A mil' in the hole is every real nigga goal
And this uncut like Ochoa, they want
love in this world above all
Is the Teriyaki burger that they make at Okey Dog"
All he needed was a cause that he could get behind
He was always down
(Trell got that juice Nigga)
Long live LG, Long live Chop, Long live John
Long live all the guys nigga
I wanna tell you that I love you before it's too
in my own hand
Divided by the fate times the pleasure plus the pain
Minus the love and hate, nothing to gain!
I just want to live it out, figure it
Two Repeat Twice:
Call you Legends of the Fall when there’s no where else to go/ Cuz the only way is down, now they lookin out below/
Call you Legends
homie) put your bezel up
(Ay) ain't nothin change
It's forever (Ante up)
I come with the medal up (Aw shit)
Right in VIP is where we'll settle up
I need
the bones (Bones)
Heard about the legend
What it is, what's it's done, where it is, where it's from
It still lives, would you run
It'll always around
It'll
tarnished flask
You could hear every cigarette he'd smoked every time he laughed
Busker John Joe May
Is buried in an unmarked pauper's grave
Near the bells
it's warmer but New York is used to that already
Manhattan built the cemetaries where the blacks is buried
I take the Staten Ferry I walk to Broadway
tell a nigga
How you feel when they here
This is for all those livin stars out there
The ghetto legends (real niggas)
Niggas that's really doin
be
Maybe God would
Let some grow for me
And all the little children
That I love like my own
Will they be sorry
That Old John's gone?
Who's
love and scraps
Thank God for my country folk and family
Instead of a metaphor I’d rather
Take it by James Anderson
Damaging how they televised
Just you and me
Eyes closed, enjoying the salt and breeze
Let's live here for a few seconds
Only thinking of our being here right now
And this is where I
the bottle
Toss it up in the lake
Get yo' position on a ride
That's how you knock off his face
John Legend in the coupe with killas'
All of em' bang drop a bag
Forever Thuggin for my Angels
Wish to bring em back
Pain won't last forever
Gotta live
Just to notice that
Where we from
We play for keeps
You love me baby
Reporting live
Father God Father God
I know that you are the reason I even made it this far
I never wished on a star
I wasn't rich from the start
I
changes)
Life is for living in the moment (Yeah, 'cause everything changes)
Live in the moment
Because it lives for you, yeah
(Scatting by Scatman John
the morning sun you come and like the wind you go
Ain't no time to hate barely time to wait
Oh oh-all I want to know is where does the time go
I live in
the Rift Valley
In places untraceable by Rand McNally
Took a cobblestone trolley through a Mercer Street alley
The more championship rings than John
an epiphany
Wow. Life is a dream
I am underwater, floating upstream.
Just when you think that I know everything
I get blasted by God and now you ain't a king
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