be... I could feign stories of regret and woe but morals implore me to share the truth that I know. I couldn't watch quietly and I won't pretend to understand. I
to be... I could feign stories of regret and woe but morals implore me to share the truth that I know. I couldn't watch quietly and I won't pretend to understand. I
, move that ass Girl you know all the thangs I can do that ass (Yaaaaay) 'Cause I'm rollin Before I hit you from the back, I need a trojan Uh she rollin
off on judgement day Believe as long as I breathe, uh, I'm here for you To tell the truth I dont want you to go through what I went through My daddy got
Homie, We know the true story and we know what to do We get them automatic weapons load em up, Load em up And that shiny-ass jewelry that you got, Nigga give it up
a new pic, I mean it when I say, that I fucking hate you, but [Verse 2:] Maybe if you looked in this direction I'd pick my heart up off the floor and
fuckin' suit for hire Hang her higher, light a fire, fuck my former supervisor I'm the truth, you're a liar, blue as clues, I inspire Odd Future muthafucka, I
feel like the nigga on fire Everybody got to go its the truth So I figure while i'm waitin' on my turn i'm a blow up the booth I've seen niggas in wheel
people (I gotta leave) George Bush don't like black people Hurricane came through, fucked us up round here Government actin like it's bad luck down here All I know
know I like Smokin' head and please don't bite Slow and easy I pull the seat back Up and down, as I climax Steady in motion, I quietly say We can do this
: [Verse 1: Brother Marquis] I won't take a bitch to my house Don't have to see where I'm livin', uh-uh, that's out! If you want to splak, I know you
drugs I'm kickin dust up Ready to bust I'm on the scene steady muggin' mean Until they kill me I'll be livin this life I know you feel me There's So Much
all up to you (up to you) Blame the Korean (fuck that) I'll be a crooked nigga too (Chorus) It's all up to you But until then I gotta do what I do and
I'm gon' say what I'm gon' say I'm gon' live how I live - how else you want a nigga to live? I'm gon' do, what I do I'm gon' say, what I say I'm gon'
and cold stares I got homies in my head who done passed away screamin, please Young nigga, make Gs I can't give up, although I'm hopeless, I think my
2Pac] See, it all started simple, turned into me lickin the nipples Fuckin you doggie style to this instrumental Hands up, all up inside ya, hell I can stand ya Eyes open I
I sleep I won't eat, who gonna feed my baby? And I think I'm goin crazy cause my hair is gettin thiner I've been drinkin on the daily, I can hardly remember I
I'd fuck around meet you now put it down, I'd testify Ain't nobody here to understand the reason why It's you and I, so everything is rectified I know
