Lyrics:
I remember all the good times
Us waiting for ages in that lunch line
Then trotting like Ruth on the field in that grad line
Decked out in red caps
Charles we missing you
We feel your presence just not in the physical
All across the world, blocks is miserable
Y'all left a void it's a lot of little yous
to charge to get him off in time
The girls are searching CPR online
When Bobby comes to laughing
Like asphyxiation never crossed his mind
And Cal is leaving
like to do that now, I've written some haikus
Haikus are Japanese poems consisting of 17 syllables, three lines
Five, seven, five
And I find them
not a fashion show
This some damn that nigga on some
Kind of outer space flow,
People say they get this shit
But really they don't get it tho
This is
Hoo
Ooh
Yeah
People come
People go
In this business
You'll never, never know
Some are good
Some are bad
You know we got
What no one's ever
spirit guide got me while they slowly start reveal
Why I went through all that trauma just so I can get a deal
Had to change like an iguana I ain't know
Reid and Bobby Shmurda, woii
This ah one ah murda, woii
Junior Reid and Bobby Shmurda, woii
Two-two-twin
This is why we hot, gangsta nuh play
One
my shot and it's wet
Prolly can tell by the net
Give me that rock and that shot you ain't blockin
We run down the court like a jet
Might have to tell
three
Centimeters outward past where
Her eyes end her eyelashes are even and
Delicate, like wisps from a dandelion
And I can't recall if I've ever seen
acting
Like I’m Mr fucking happy guy
Then ask my why
I ain’t say hi
When you passed me by
That shit’s soft
Stupid questions get
Me pissed off
Then I’m
huh, yeah
That's cool, we was never cool anyway
Ice cube on the pinkie and the middle finger
Lookin' like we won the Super Bowl anyway
Eeh, eeh,
said)
I need adhesive to be next
So I scream
Til I'm in pieces
Yeah Bobby boy busted a move
Y'all need that shit to see a groove
Wipe that pissy attitude
think that animals believe in God?
To be equal you must add or subtract
People who want to be equal have lives
That are filled with
Subtractions
and about our relationship"
My girlfriend doesn’t question the
Psychology of Charles Manson
What does it say about the human condition?
Why are people so
One hand in the air, if he don't really care
Two hands in the air, if he don't really care
It's like that sometimes, I mean ridiculous
It's like
certain people who never want me included
The ones I want around swear to the heavens that they love me like that truth is a nudist
Truth is they're too
got your best interest? Like, how much are you dependent?
How clutch are the people that say they love you and who pretending?
How tough is your skin
of beans
Rippin' bongs in peace then where the fuck are your couches at?
You say you smoke that loud pack daily where are y'all ounces at?
Actin' like you
I run to that bag, while you walking
Bitch get off yo ass
I'm like Ricky Bobby, you ain't first
Bitch then you in last
Put it in the stash, catch
(Benz) like Mercedes
Invade your mental like U.S. troops invaded Haiti's
Ladies, that are Latin be lovin me more than Desi Arnez but
My voice be
the ghost, too confident to be cocky to keep it real
We veto that phony shit and block it like a bill
Whether Bobby by the pound, or Whitney by the ki
We
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
Like a hot buttered pop-da-pop-da-pop, dibbie dibbie
Pop-da-pop-pop, you don't dare stop
Come alive, y'all, gimme whatcha got
I guess by now
conscience
The are the O D-e-l-i-t-e
MC Delite with the whole damn posse
So let me put my little ego in the can
And flip the job to Aasim
(Yo why
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