He got me on his braces
He want me just to taste it
Let's face it
Head first down
The football players
Know the basics
So don't feel the need
The mind is a terrible thing
To be waste it
Cause once you get to taste it
That knowledge might become your basement
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2b2b2 says: Ha ha....nice flip the script type write....thanks for sharing! |
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BACKWARDSThis is ludicrous people having heard from me sense Been awhile since they had a child in this elegance Get me to stand strong right here where I belong don't be afraid to just be the best that you can be and move on you know how I get don't have to quit Quick thinking about s**t when I don't commit Life levels incarnation devils Remember to stand up on them pebbles before the push becomes the need to kiss on them metals  |
Need The Lyrics to this Hook Song DisgreeI'm not worried about you When you worrying about me I'm not worried about you When you worrying about me I'm not worried about you When worrying about me This is something you can honestly choose disagree I'm not worried about you When you worrying about me I'm not worried about you When you worrying about me I'm not worried about you When worrying about me This is something you can honestly choose disagree |
Fast ForwardI pressed plenty of buttons No need for fronting Heads up on the commander Who was gunned down Over his liability assumptions |
MemoriesI ain't gone forget about it See it's been a long time Maybe a couple weeks Since I had this on my mind Need to pull up a chair And have myself a seat Clear the stormy weather On how tight we used to be Now in days I don't even see you Guess you put it all on me Because I never come through Or see what you up too? Hows your moms doin? Hopefully she holding up Last I heard she put down that red cup |
Review ItGot'em gone but I got to have it Man where the Louie I'm about to bag it I got a cigarette now here go the magic |
It's Been Years But I'm Coming BackGet Ya Mind RiGht Yeah, clearly it's new year Haven't even started my career Trying to get back on the grind now Them feelings get hurt here, like the chauffeur Don't get off when I say I got mine Completely through him off After pulling out, that magnum tech nine No need for them stops Or them breaks on the waist I need you to loosen the hammer Split the wigs up, we call that over 2 faced Man make no mistakes What happen to us in the best league We jeopardize what's between them thighs, cause us to lose our besties Damn can it be cruel enough To give up our good stuff Looks don't be pay up front But the booty got them Behind a dump truck Pastor finish with the passage Cause to me this is average Miles away from this attention Could have me crowded Like fans for Dallas |
The Calling(Praise the Lord, Praise the Lord) Look somebody had to survive Dear God why Do I have take one side Miss out on chances Of holding down my eyes Tears fall most likely Over the silent cries Cause pops won't never there Like he was suppose too Protect me like a man should But instead I wasn't his Happiness to pursuit Life is what it is As good as it could get Follow your heart Is where you better left off Upgrade that flip phone Touchscreen on unlimited At the moment Foundations help those Who are still waiting in patience The pain still hurts you When the GPS Loses your location Frustration builds up When dealing with papers For that education Spending money now Got coins calculating up On them expensive reservations Problems happen to people Who don't even get to see it Blinded by the enemy known as friends Got you on your knees defeated By test results leave false fathers With broken hearts Got them on the bus like Rosa Parks ... |
Punch LinesIt's been a long time baby (Uh) Stepping in the building Top just popped off Roof still missing Body on E Got them boys on Ritalin High on the universe Boy did you leave Without permission This is a vision (Uh huh) Of what moms Didn't meantion Polish the nails up Glitter outcast this audition Daddy I need attention High heels still clicking Wearing them bottom socks Warm up this low ambitious So I'm focus on that money Don't worry bout the birds Early in the morning Hunting down first Fry up them worms Cause I'm looking for them Bastards up in a can Pluck them off on the regular Pullback on them rubber bands Who rather shoot first Instead of waiting for Another chance Happen to blast off When the mask falls Now do we comprehend? On the regular bases I hold it down in the fall Libra balance it out Forget your girl Hit these walls |
StuckI'm trying think out loud Without a smile Happy to know my mother taught me It's better to write it down Cause if you ever grief Under your sneaks Better say it straight up Rest In Peace To those resting Under your feet Cause if you know about the challenge We have to complete Man you wouldn't even think about it Soon you be ready to Turn the other cheek That lost cause Should've been you Never involved Now we watchin on the sidelines Waiting for your body to dissolve With the final appaulse |
I ain't never had a problemNever Had A Problem I ain't never had a problem Up in the big city Left nothing but them dimes Picking up these pennies Cause all they was worth Is like a diamond a dozen Cut the one girl off Then she messin my cousin Dang how brutal can it be In the world of success It's either you lifting your shirt Or you wearing a vest Stress will take you over the cliff The leftovers impress By the way you took yo life Man so easy to undress When the time to cover up Was only seconds to request The head was just a favor Kitty hung you like a turtleneck Body was offered on the table Better pin her legs back Before the truth leaks out Drippin on the whole couch set Now business is a favor While you flippin through the paper Eager to pay the church But you rather give it to the Mayor Who puts his nose up Taking handouts from the traitors Time to move the boat load Better believe we them navy sailors Diving in the ocean For some better decoy Pulling o... |