Search lyrics

Typing something do you want to search. Exam: Artist, Song, Album,Writer, Release Year...
if you want to find exactly, Please input keywords with double-quote or using multi keywords. Exam: "Keyword 1" "Keyword 2"

Eightball & Mjg

Genres: Hip-Hop

Thorn Lyrics - Eightball & Mjg

Temptation talking to me, I try my best not to listen 

The world fuckin' wit me tryin' to stop my ambition 

And niggas talkin' 'bout me, I know they hopin' and wishing 

That I'ma give it up or quit but I say fuck all these bitches 

 

Niggas talk too much, lemme tell you this 

If you ain't seen where I been you can't tell me shit 

Spirits walking with me, I close my eyes and follow 

I live for today, I might not see tomorrow 

 

I heard it all before, all the lies and excuses 

Don't wanna see no more, stupid shit I throw deuces 

Dog I'm out the door this so simple and plain 

I keep it hardcore you gon' remember my name 

 

They call me Fatboy, I'm such a pro at this thang 

The whole key work hard get your doe at this thang 

But people look at me judge before they see the man 

Cash stones I'm losin' for they deal my hand, come on 

 

Could you roll one up, toe beneath me 

The devil got a player down on his knees 

I don't know why niggas think they wanna be like me 

You've gotta see what I see before you be like me 

 

What you live for the truth but give nothing but pain 

To anything evil for you soften your game 

Words give life to the things that we think about 

Life is hell we go to Heaven when we make it out 

 

Yea, I'm like a thorn on a rosebush 

Hard and prickly and discarded usually 

Unseen, the world shittin' on my hopes and dreams 

Hope and dream that I can open up my throat and sing 

 

Bring poetry and fly when I spread my wings 

And let the world see the beauty in these ugly things 

Scarred, like a scab, brittle and hard 

Being green and lame greens little reward 

 

Slipping is a mistake and most they pay for it 

Gruesomly hideouse, so you really can't ignore it 

Yo, you see them pretty motherfuckas on the TV screen 

Live and die for that fake shit on MTV 

 

Turn the cameras off and watch your heroes transform 

Runnin' away from what real life did for 'em 

Under the glitter and the bling of them expensive things 

That's where you find that truth and dog that'll set you free 

 

The real shit is the shit that I would want for me 

Not them fools tryin' to copy everything they see 

This I will never be from me you'll never see 

Before I do it I'll say fuck this whole industry 

 

Could ya roll one up smoke with me please 

The devil got a player down on his knees 

I don't know why niggas think they wanna be like me 

You gotta see what I see before you be like me 

 

Would you live for the truth but give nothing but pain 

To anything evil puttin' soft in your game 

Words give life to the things that we think about 

Life is hell we go to heaven when we make it out 

 

Yea fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em 

Yea fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em 

Yea fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em 

Fuck 'em, fuck 'em, yea fuck 'em, fuck 'em 

Writer:

Copyright: Regina's Son Music;premro Publishing;slide That Music;emi April Music Inc.