Lyrics:
my intention
Now I'm living life to my invention
They feel threatened by my minds expressions
Can you feel the wave that I'm reflecting?
If so send
said there must be a mistake
how can my son not be straight
after all I've said and done for him
Leavin' home on a Greyhound bus
cast out by the ones he
duh
Da da da da da da duh
Leavin' home on a Greyhound bus
Cast out by the ones he loves
A victim of these gay days it seems
Da da da da da da
duh
Da da da da da da duh
Leavin' home on a Greyhound bus
Cast out by the ones he loves
A victim of these gay days it seems
Da da da da da da
it started on one coast
Coulda stopped in '86 but I knew that you would want more
I'm on the throne in a place some niggas won't go
Don't get it
booty wiggle
Fresh drink by the pool, I got deep-spirited roots
No matter what you do, you can have your cake and eat it too
Several of the ladies are in
and the chest of drawers are telling her to go outdoors
He should have been here by this time, he said that he'd be here by nine
That guy is such a prick
bodies and minds for what's to come
Seek out an environment that's free of distraction
And then find in a comfortable position to sit
Place your hands
WILL
IT’S TOO HARD TOO HEAR!
DR. STONE
OUR CASE IS GONNA BE MOVED!
WILL
CAN I CALL YA BACK?
DR. STONE
CAN YOU BE HERE BY TWO?
WILL
Yeah, yeah,
who made things happen
Driven by complete compassion
I'm always thinking about tomorrow
But today is where I'll borrow
My mistakes cause now i'm
by my place
Thick ass bitch, said her name was Grace
She walked in the door workin' lace
You shoulda seen that look that was on my face
She's like
by my place
Thick ass bitch, said her name was Grace
She walked in the door workin' lace
You shoulda seen that look that was on my face
She's like
Y'all gonna do a whole cat album? Cat album
Damn
Motherfuckers start bringing their cats to
The tour bus and shit meow-meow-meow-meow
we were still on the bus, nigga
Before Nak was deluxe, when I didn't have a brush
When there still wasn't hoes tryna fuck with me
'Fore I cleaned up
no place or a pedestal
No place for my recognition so to them I'm just a fool
That's a truth cuz I believe they'll show up at my funeral
Vibing
long for berlin and barcelona
They yearn for paris, madrid and rome
And I know some who prefer arizona
And some prefer home
There's only me who is
Wahala
Musical genius
Why is your shokoto under your waist
You are sagging Sagittarius boy
You are doing guy
When I step in a the place
They
the teens
Kings and Queens
Gotta keep them up to speed with the word
NGC is the place where I serve
C 3:16 live by the verse
I thank God that I found my worth
is led by the cash, tell you it's a world war, mind who you spar, whole a we are one, no one is a star.
How many shots haf fi bust, how much bite
I'm wondering where the day went
The clouds had me shrouded and grey but
I'm still out pounding the pavement but
Drowning the hurt by pounding
Rounds
They place their orders I’m the one who send their orders
Niggaz Seen it still couldn’t believe it
I came straight from the bottom Ain’t Talkin bikini
I
me ma
As I got better, her body was eaten by Luchimia
Seventh grade, it was cursed and sad
But the gift within it, was when I first met Chad
But even
to catch the 40 bus around the way
Me and Fred Benz, slanging tapes
All these things, that we did
Grab the microphone and start screaming "Bitch!"
You
nineteen-thirty.
Had a neon sign, said "Squealer Feeds"
And the bus came through when they felt the need
And they stopped at a place there in town called The Old
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