Lyrics:
a teen
But one day I discovered music
You're influenced by whatever you choose
So many so called artists out there abuse it
If you got a platform you
feel the real touch
Find a real Mrs. 'til the fog is gone
With God as my witness, I'ma sober up
I'ma sober up
I got wasted 'cause I didn't wanna deal
Written by: George DeVore
Bend but don?t break give before you take
Always look ?em right in the eye
These are words to live by
Jim proposed
And her name would be called
Put your name there, Makayla
And she's valued beyond all the world's diamonds
If you know who you are you'll never take
I'm a get my bum rushed
By some fucking faggots who just wanna pick on a fucking runt
Stand by homos till I pull out a fucking gun
And then you'll run
wit a shoelace
She can ride you with that steady pace
Let her take you space inbrace what's next for your plate
Find real mates
Lift bigger weights
and together
Fly around the circle nine times
Find the girl I need, here’s my description
She has a soul like mine
Tell her:
Hey
My name’s the same
As the one
impressed no more
I don't think that it usually
Gets pressed no more
Funny that her chest is sore
I need to find a way to express this
It's not you it's me
It's crazy deep,
I promise, you will disappear
You’ll disappear
I've written my eulogy, i'm going soon, busy building a tomb
Numerous rough
invite damnation ...Tears ... oaths ...
Iunatic demands are regular occurrences!
Bliss or damnation?
Which has claimed her ...?
Think how you'll shine in
We?ve sent a janitor over there with a skeleton key, we should have her out in any moment.
KWIRK
But this is an emergency! Can?t you do anything
off so I can show off
And blow off the next insane company
That reaches out to me, you'll know my name
But we're gonna continue to impress all of these
Need a crack hoot
Yeah bro what's up most definitely
Life is wasting
Don't keep waiting
Time is wasting
Don't keep waiting
I find that the time is
on my back youve written?
We could kill them one by one by one, don't make me run
I'm just admitting, where will I go?
I can't just fit in, my past life
Tellin sucker MC's don't waste my time
There's a girl I know her name is Betty
Straight to the head just rock it steady
She's so freaky she'll juice you
non-linear
Convoluted storytelling
Name some names
Amigo
Hey
Can you hear me
This is my voice
So
When I was young
I was
Obsessed with soccer
It was
(Oh Major, don't go)
Young Guru, Just Blaze, Killa
Diplomats, huh
Juelz Santana, Jim Jones, Freeky Zeekey
Hoffa, Dash, uh
Killa, uh
Y'all
You wouldn't find a Degrees that
Could match with us
You prey on a week bitch and
Try to get her Speed Stick
But use shit that bitches use
And that is
Tired eyes stare through a dirty glass there was no hope in sight
Just a photograph with a written name placed by the candle light
You see his
tell me what you really think
Y’all ain’t gon really feel me, I mean you’ll hear what I’m saying, you won’t really feel me
Imagination in the world they
wondering why
as we laid there she buried her head in my chest
I wrapped my arms around her stroked her with the sweetest caress
I wanted to find the right
HOOO! Hooooooo well well well yeah
There's this girl, AND, I see her every day
But she don't know me
(she don't know my name)
And it ain't all that
tried hard
For all the things that I wanted but my money was inadequate
Probably be killed by my cousins back in Africa
If they knew I risked my free
And if you find yourself alone and out in the rain
Think of me gypsy
I'll be singing your name
And all of your stories will be written in song
For
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