your brains nigga 38 special, and i keep somethin ghetto in the Von Dutch Stelletos, Canerrie Yellow Rocks in my chest like Carmello, might rock a Rose Gold Jesus piece, wit stones
busy thoroughfare While the past rose sharp and clear in my mind's eye I saw it all again, the passion, hate, and pain the indifference and the shame as a young
the hall mister moonlight succulent smooth and gorgeous. Isn't it nice? We're number One and so forth. Isn't it sweet being unique? for screeching
that more Ro-ro-ro-roso Rose, you bozos, Couldn't speak what I'm on, You and me Rosetta Stone, All these niggas all clones, We be originals, Young Money
oath not to harm nor Kill her son 'All? ', he asked and then she told him That only one was too young to swear And mistletoe was the one So Loki went
curse But in your tongue there is no word for home There'll be no one to roll away the stone Oh Evangeline, you have been a prisoner here Bread and roses
permission to fold Hot blisterin flow Competition is no Baby its *uck the world Got my *ick in the globe Take a sip of the rose Gave her Tiffany stones My young money has grown So
the string He could drive young ladies wild with a tune his wires would sing He could fiddle the fish out of salt water, water from a marble stone Or
back She posed with the playboy pose, centerfold body rose through her clothes My love joves rose, the stereo blow, scenario The lights slow, the hydros rose
twisting and braiding, the bait bobbed And the string sobbed, as it cut through the hustling breeze And I watched how the water was kneading so neatly
say what? i be talking my shit so i guess im a asshole. they can kick and push like Lu Fiasco and I guess everytime im just gon get in that mode so
to fold Hot blisterin flow Competition is no Baby its *uck the world Got my *ick in the globe Take a sip of the rose Gave her Tiffany stones My young money has grown So
Prince Heathen Young Margaret sat in a tower high And she's as pale as a milk white swan When she saw a shadow on the plain Come betwixt her and the
He knows the child would have a chance Just across the Rio Grande It's only a river That's not so deep or wide A boy can throw a stone across And reach
Of your home and your hearth and your family and wife Who'd been darkened so often before Oh, the red leaf looks to the hard gray stone To each other
her young pencil marks on the wall Still i am sure i was only but one of a number who darkened that door who'd been darkened so often before of your
Of your home and your hearth and your family and wife Who'd been darkened so often before And the red leaf looks to the hard gray stone To each other
are That's all we are That's all we are That's all we are All these young men, these young lions All these young men, these young lions You don't know