Lyrics:
(you're blinded by the)
Action! (You need that)
Hollywood (uh, uh, uh, uh)
Oh, it's the lights (you're blinded by the)
Satisfaction (you need that)
losing focus
I didn't even want this
Now I'm a god
Let me in to the madness
I hear it call
Tumbling through an infinity
There is no serenity
Grave in
stone-facin' is on
You can admire, but don't look too long
I'm livin' a dream with triple beams and my pockets bulgin'
It's hard to imagine picture me rollin'
are blind
There's a hole in my heart
But I know you don't mind
If I laugh at the cripples
And I cry for the clowns
And I welcome the madness
That
Gimme a bible I warned this
Gimme a bottle that come with a model
Trust
Gimme a shawty that’s coming to party
Come with your friends, you might kick it
and ashing
You got no idea what I'm going through
It's my midnight madness
This happens every fucking night i cannot sleep
Been tripping on you for weeks
I had
(Ooh, stop the madness)
(I stunt on my enemies, it can get tragic)
(He don't want no smoke with me, I let him have it)
Based1 got them bands, ho
you know you shouldn'ta did it
Everybody's dyin am I next, who can I trust?
Will they be G's, and they look at me before they bust?
Or will they kill
all my niggas to do what you doing
I'ma make sure that we eatin' at Ruth Chris
Ballin' like it's March Madness
Niggas movin' like a savage
My lil shawty
madness
I can’t escape from the sadness
Everything I do I can’t get out
Everything I say people doubt
Don’t leave me on my own now
You say you won’t leave
I don't like it, I don't like it man
When every dude in the club tryna grab my hand
I don't like it when I'm walking by
You tryna say something sick
never fair if ever where
Until it gets trendy they don't ever care
Dripping in Love we don't ever fear
And by Good graces of God no prospering of any
I can't be a love guy
Tried hard to find me a good girl
Reason why it can't be you
You went ahead an got you a thugga
Now she broken in two
I don
bigger than Futurama, in rap I am a master, I don't care how fast you spit it, I'm darker, whose harder?
I couldn't give a fuck I'm larger, task for task,
it feels to love
How it feels to love
How it feels to love
Washed up, you tasted the rain
Scared to fall
Don't wanna hit the ground
Baby you
Emotion's a game , saved up for a rainy Monday
But you laugh just the same, 'cause it's been pouring on Sunday;
Call up your numbers and never let the zeros
Outside in the middle of nowhere
Don't call if you're tripping off of old years
Everything I say got a meaning to it
Yeah Yeah
Summer nights
roller
And I ain't got no dogs in my yard
But I own a couple rovers
And you know how I get down there
Call before ya come, don't pop around here
Because it
Toyinza kwata Lubanto it’s illegal
Ndi… mulugwara ndya binyonyi kill yo ego/eagle
Yadde sinze figo I kick balls... if you fribble
Nsuula single mba
Early mourning, cold
Holloworld
Uhh yeah check
Picture me rolling a workaholic with cadence
An alcoholic in training, pariah don’t you forget it I
romance)
Heartbreak suzie don't you waste my time
(she have me in a fantasy island)
Come booty by booty by booty by booty by booty by booty by hay!
're always quiet
I ask you why, you say that you're just tired
You get a call and you're ready to walk out the door
And I think it's kinda strange
Bridge
a groundhog
But, I'm back active, racks stacking
Still snapping taking shots like it's March
Madness with no practice
And I don't fuck around with no fuck
like to see
On the F L you T E yeah
You want to blow it baby? (Yeah)
You like to blow it don't cha? (Yeah)
Can you take a deep breath? (Yeah)
.jpg/240px-Bud_Powell_(1953_publicity_photo_-_cropped).jpg "The Don Byas-Bud Powell Quintet")
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