Lyrics:
that in the rhyme kit
But that shit came from sacrifice
Not on the corner selling drugs and smackin' dice (listen)
Yeah
Someway somehow, I
to the mirror in the bathroom
Look!
She's coming in here
I can't live through each slow century of her moving
I let my cheek slide down
The cool smooth tile
1: Send In The Clowns
Isn't it rich, are we a pair
Me here at last on the ground
You in mid-air
Send in the clowns
Isn't it bliss, don't you
'm goin' in, with everybody who behind me
I was gettin' it, now I'm in it and it's perfect timin'
Everything that you said, I ain't forget about it (I
God's above me!
I'm here to stay
(I'm here to stay)
Came here to play
(Came here to play)
I'm wide awake
No time to wait
No longer break
(No longer break)
the club
We throwed them hunnids not no ones
Throwing them hunnids we fuck them
Whole by the firm
Step in the club
Pocket full of hundred, no ones
Choppa
She came here, on holiday yeah
Never thought she will comeback one day yeah
The sun is gone, the hills on the ground and
She tell me REL, i cannot
I was riding on the Mayflower
When I thought I spied some land
I yelled for Captain Arab
I have yuh understand
Who came running to the deck
Coming to Netflix new season of How I Broke Your Ankles
Props to my matchup, you got no shame if you came to lose
I'll make sure by the end you will forget
(more clapping). I was in there in the room, you know, before we came out here, and he said to me, I said, Ro should I change? And he said, Yeah. So I
Yo
You gonna witness my music, confusin' ways
Who in the sake of God would introduce my name
I've been secluded and viewed as a true insane
Ludicrous
spent with all my OG's
I got some lil homie out here
Hungry doing some licks
I got some Soldiers who will ride
And kill your ass for a fix
I got some some
spent with all my OG's
I got some lil homie out here
Hungry doing some licks
I got some Soldiers who will ride
And kill your ass for a fix
I got some some
spent with all my OG's
I got some lil homie out here
Hungry doing some licks
I got some Soldiers who will ride
And kill your ass for a fix
I got some some
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
in the drive through
She's saying boy, I bet you don't even remember me, I'm thinking
Who in the hell can forget about you?
She said, she came
Lynn)
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I live in the world world of forgotten people
Who've loved and lost their hearts so many times
I'm here in the world
sipping on my forty
Reminiscing about the times
I spent with all my OG's
I got some lil homie out here
Hungry doing some licks
I got some Soldiers who will
stood glistenin'
I stood listenin'
And there were prophets in the squares
And people there who smiled and said, "Forget it"
There were lovers in the park
your motorcycle", bet
"Kit, Ricky Rick, pick up, forget old Michael"
Well, here came the DJ, trucks to say the least
"Ayo, let me hear the tape, it's
Eliminate The Possibility
That To Be An E-M-C-E-E
Is Not A Threat To Society
Say Step By Step
Stride By Stride
I Know The Young Ladies Would Like To Ride
If
this shit but I'm not on no industry shit my nigga
I had to find me, I had to find who I wanted to be
I did this shit ten years still here, 75 million
seem to know why
I am drawn to this energy I know is bad for me
You're toxic and textbook abusive, see here lies my problem I'm beaten down by what I
kill for the life of the team?
If I ever came between you and the green (that's right)
Who's the fiend? (Who's the fiend?), By any necessary means
I
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