Bring da beef to the streets. (Y'all don't really want it). Keep the heat with me. (So don't run up on me). . All my people see. (Y'all don't really want it).
You know the definition of a balla. Uh hu that's me. C H I N G to the Y. Let me explain it to you though. . I'm a balla say what high roller baby baby baby baby.
You know the definition of a balla. Uh hu that's me. C H I N G to the Y. Let me explain it to you though. . I'm a balla say what high roller baby baby baby baby.
Overwhelmed. Overrun. Oversaturated. Overpopulated. . Imagine the earth as a corpse. That commited adultery. Sustenance for its lifeforms. But turned its back on humanity.
Wish enough, wise man'll tell you a lie. Window broke, torn up screens. Who'd have thought that you'd dream. Of a single tragic scene. . I just want to sing a song with you.
This could be so fun. I might just like it. I might just love it. I might get busy. I might get lonely. I just don't know yet. Can't wait to find out.
1.. From the dust of the earth. my God created man-. His breath made man a living soul;. And God so loved the world. He gave His only Son,. and that is why I love Him so!.
(*talking*). Yeah-yeah, the brat-bull huh. For real-for real, for real-for real. . [Hook - 4x]. I'm bad news, (bad news). I'm bad news, (he bad news).
I was so unique, now I feel skin deep. Count on the make-up to cover it, it all. Crying myself to sleep 'cause I cannot keep their attention. I thought I could be strong but it's killing me.
When the music stats to fade. And I'm left without a friend who knows me. Here as the season brings a change. All the clouds and questions drift and disappear.
Fireworks over disneyland. Airplane will you hold my hand?. Without you all the colors bland. And I can't fake it. . Long drives up to pch. Sade sitting by the lake.
Alright fine. Go on be like that.. See how much it matters when the crowd begins to chatter. About you and the state you're in. Doesn't mean a thing doesn't mean a thing..
Verse 1: Andre Nickatina. . The homie said, now we can chalk em like rocky if ya cocky when you knock me. Do it till we slap you or atleast until you drop me.
blood in my hair from the wings of a hawk. no angels guide me i seem to be lost. spittin a rhyme from divious ways. all in the veins them freaks they get paid.
Yeah yeah. Oh yeah yeah. . As the night draws in let the game begin. It's a groove thing. Let your feet decide, gonna catch a ride. Keep on movin'. . So let's go away.