Lyrics:
arms
Freddy slip into my dreams now
Talk to me like I'm the one who's meant for you
Am I in your dreams too
I could be your girl
I could be your world
I
Starin' at the world through my rearview
Just lookin' back at the world
From another level, ya know what I mean?
Starin'
Multiple gunshots
Heavenly soldier
Souls on the line
The world on my shoulders
Give it to 'Hovah
Shake off the armor, stones in the holster
Feeling like Moses
Remember
to be a killer (New York Stand Up)
You wanted to be the Champ! (Got your boy in the booth nigga)
You ain't hungry
Matter of fact I don't want you in my
And I'm safe in you
And you hold me in your arms
As you take my breath away
And all I have that's left of me
Is safe in your arms, Safe in your arms
Where
Nigga who is you
I looked in the mirror said, "Ooh it's you"
All my goons be too enthused
So don't open your mouth like you're chewing glue
Light blue
from timid
Only make moves when your heart's in it
And live the phrase, "Sky's The Limit"
Motherfucker, see you chumps on top
Sky is the limit
from timid
Only make moves when your heart's in it
And live the phrase, "Sky's The Limit"
Motherfucker, see you chumps on top
Sky is the limit
rich with no cash on the bigger label
Your tri-state ways are shut down by barricades
In fact I packed my bags, and listened to E-40
Mac Mall,
cnd I'm safe in you
cnd you hold me in your arms
cs you take my breath away
cnd all I have that's left of me
Is safe in your arms, safe in your arms
world's a silver screen
I will hold you safe in my arms
Until the credits roll
And all the seats are empty
Put your shaking hands in mine
Together babe
sudden reprieve
And thus in the woman a life was conceived
From the beginning the world was misled
As a baby was born in a monastery bed
The miracle
sudden reprieve
And thus in the woman a life was conceived
From the beginning the world was misled
As a baby was born in a monastery bed
The miracle
more money in-in-in my fuckin' purse
C-court side, you in the C Section
I'm with them Bloods, you-you with the C Section
In Malibu I'm by the sea
Hopped in the Granada, he's impressed by the beat I got
His name is "hay-zoos" but his pimp name is "gee-zus"
Slapped a hoe to pieces with his plastic
Pen in my hand it feels as though I'm growing wings
Drako by my side you know you gon' be pleased
To succeed a task well you must value it
Life is good
Starin' at the world through my rearview
Just lookin' back at the world
From another level, ya know what I mean?
Starin'
Multiple gunshots
the armor of God my soul is Armed and Ready
Girded in truth and righteousness on my chest my feet are ready
For the gospel of peace and I hold faith as my
attack this
While your wack ass swole at home fucking the hole in your mattress
The fact is that you ought to know the half
My staff's better, we bag
I Just wanna "Rock With You"
"You Rock My World" like we in the kitchen
But you just see it "Black Or White"
Like something in your perception is
Secret Service
I guess, attempts at my life with loaded barrels
So move over Colin Powell or just throw in the towel, yo
World is hating, that's forever
And I didn't have to get my
Whole team just to do that
In a blue hat, with a black baggy Karl Kani
An iced out ring just to score on your eye
Hard to die,
To primetime television and your guilded cage
Then, forget his people in the world still enslaved"
I barbwire my wrist, and let it fill the page
Gun firing
my ass
My erection is reaffirmed by
Listening to you
I love to hear your voice panting from the
Heat begging me to cross limit's that
We only cross
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