't you fucking leave? you crowd around me. I can't fucking breathe. ALl those words you wrote on paper, it's time for me to set ablaze. Hang yourself. Just
won't you fucking leave? you crowd around me. I can't fucking breathe. ALl those words you wrote on paper, it's time for me to set ablaze. Hang yourself. Just
already in the mood, (yeah) She doesn't have to say a word She just stands there in the nude, (come get this) She said, baby I'm a hurt you - Tonight Just
you Like mow the lawn and take the trash out too But it always never seems to get done, so ... [Luke:] Take out the papers and the trash Or you don'
we believe em Oh shit he's reachin (Get down) It goes, Click Clack What you wanna talk about Click Clack What you wanna talk about Click Clack What you wanna talk
street remain Leave the whimpering dog in his cold kennel Leave the dead starlet on her pedestal Leave the acid kids in their green fishbowls today Just
shape of Canada That you try to keep a secret You got a quick clack walk and a cold hard stare And if your eyes could talk they'd say they just don'
your pity" Them downtown boys sure talk gritty It's so hard to be a saint in the city I was the king of the alley I could talk some trash I was the prince
money, and they're so easy, I said, "Hey baby won't you take my hand, walk me down Broadway, I'm a young man and I talk real loud, yeah, baby walk real
box I'm on my grind, full time, but I never punch clocks I'm more than muscle, not a dumb jock, no tough talk But I could wipe you cum wads up with just
'+ and they call pumpin Jay-Z Yo, it's just a summer, make me want to cop a Hummer (woo!) But yo, it's just shocks with a trailer load of lumber Got the
u.f.o.s on the news think big It's all one commercial break White noise white trash everywhere i go it's all the same shit White noise white trash
it is just leave the message at the tone Or better yet, fuck it you can call me at home At 9-8-8-1 naw I ain't gonna say all dat Just leave a number I
: (feat. Just Blaze) [Just Blaze - Chorus] Some people ask me, where I've been lately They thought I fell off, nobody could save me I play in the background
, watch the woodgrain Don't want no cum-stain, bitch you listening? Try to turn me down, slut I'm talking to you Turn me back up, are you insane Try to talk
know I just be sayin that to get you mad "I can't listen to that song, that shit's too sad!" You know I just be sayin that to get you mad "He'll never
a little And dawg you'll never believe this But Sharonda actually talks to me now Jesus and everyone elese is just tryna pick up the pieces Man how you touch so many lives and just
1: In my house We dress to impress Flip down your collar, man You look like a mess In my house I see you let yourself in Got no class, you talk trash