you know that everything Will be the same Dreaming a whole life In a few hours Don?t talk about love Before tomorrow It seems so easy You?re a short
guess I'm a fanatic You want that shit, I have it See, I don't want no static But it's a-u-t-o-matic See, you you wanna play boss hog Runnin 'round like a
children of the sun second kindred we call their race treat them kindly born in the east (are the) nightfearer they moved westwards towards the sunshine (they are) morning breath like short
I know you'd rather be hated for what you are Than loved for what you not So the thing you have to do, is tell these motherfuckers, who you are [Bushwick
don't get a cut cuz my rent's a month late Product of a North Carolina cat who scratched the back of a pretty woman named Hattie Who departed life just a
you down Say he can lay you down But I'm a beat it up I'm a beat it up I'm a beat it up He can lay you down But I'm a beat it up I'm a beat it up [Verse
with the fresh rhyme at a slow tempo enticed passion to grow But if it's not passion, for which you search then use the song as a massage after a hard
The Chorus Is Good, There's A Couple Things In The Song That I Suggest You Repeat" Off This I'm Kinda Takin It Back For A Second, I Get Her Number She
Evangeline you been gone so long And for a time it seemed Every road you took turned wrong But a second chance would come With each new bridge you burned
drain so blast my words will hit you harder than a gun six-thousand sounds of funk weighing more than a ton so why would you wanna run your mouth and
In a ven-ue (you) just jerk like Lavinious search of what I want they Don't have won't grab settle for a slab of second best Like a neck and breast instead
lay you down Say he can lay you down But I'm a beat it up I'm a beat it up I'm a beat it up He can lay you down But I'm a beat it up I'm a beat it up [
We?re there where the action is It?s a riot you can?t miss Bein? there where the action is Going blind with the robots And all the kids are sick Getting
Religion+ I used to be a christian and a political porn the bible is right and all your native culture is wrong next thing you know you telling me 'bout making a song
my honey dip And bitch fuck ya man tonite, you know my steelo Sizzurp wit the Cristal, the corners playin cee-lo You see me well you jus smile you know
you cause you can't say suck you Crippa in the house still representatin Swisha House Nigga nigga you need to stop bein a trout cause you niggaz don'
