[Hook]. I just wanna be here alone, alone. With you, you, you, you, you, tell me how do you feel. I just wanna be here alone, alone, alone. With you, you, you, you, you, tell me how do you feel.
[Intro]. Ohio. Tennessee. California. Endlessly. Right on, right on. Right on, right on. [Verse 1]. Laid back, villain on the smooth tip. All things gravy, greatest fear to let the groove slip.
You look just like how I'ma be. Sacred geometry. In a line, in a line, in a line, in a line, in a line. Three angels in kind, on time, go straight, don't sign.
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Thirty somethin' shots from the ghetto gun. All in the ears of the ghetto young. Some ghetto girls, some ghetto sons. Throwing rocks at the bus and other ghetto fun.
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If I wasn't rappin' I probably be wrastlin'. Hand to hand grapplin' on the corner of Madison. Or real-estating, trying to sell you a mansion. Or rollerblading doing 360 flat spins.
I got that killer shit, I got that killer shit. . [Verse 1: Lupe Fiasco]. Killer shit. Villainous hero don't give a shit. Hancock, Will Smith. Adrenaline, with a twist.
The coolest nigga what. The coolest nigga what. The coolest nigga what. The coolest nigga what. The coolest nigga what. The coolest nigga what. The coolest nigga what.
Yeah.... . Yeah.... . Cool.. . Turn it up. uh-huh.. yeah.. . He came back. In the same suit that he was buried in. Similar to the one his grand father was married in.
Allow me to break down the game behind the bracelets, earings, chains, watches and rings. The bling the crystal-encrusted, princess-flooded, canary-studded, blue-colored, and blood-stained.
This one goes out to the baby girls. In a rush, growin' up in this crazy world. Yeah, your brother on the road and he never home. I know you feelin' kinda sad now that daddy gone.
Verse 1. . Its just the talk of the town. Coming from the mouth of the hood. The Jaws of Life. I bare arms. Crack my paws and write. Laws an rights. Rules an regulations.
Carrera's A Predator. Collector Of The Best Of The Ericas, Rebeccas, Etc... Set In My Way). . One For The Money. And Two For The Base. Three For The Bail.
Lupe!. Ho, Verbal. F-N-F U-P. Yeah, we do what we do. Chicago Mann. . Can you let me know?. Baby can we get up together?. I ain't like those chicks, I'll treat you better.
May the Lord have mercy on my soul. Forgive me for my fetishes, my purchases, my clothes. Allow me to catch my rhythm so the nervousness just goes. That's why I sound so certain in my verses and my flows.
(Chorus - Eric Turner). . I waited all my life to play,. I still can't find a way.. But if I work it one more day,. I might just break the chain,. I might just break the chain,.
[Intro]. Bone. Come play with it baby. Uh. You know what I'm saying?. Yeah you already know. . [Hook 1]. She's feeling herself a little too much. (Come play with it, you can stay in it).
Closet full of bones. Just don't try to put'em back together. (Try to put'em back together). And I'll just bite my tongue. So wear it like a scarlet letter.
I'm feelin' like. I ain't feelin' right. I'm feelin' like. I'm feelin' fly. Right in the sky. Unidentified. Flying object. That a sinners hide. You can get a ride.