sat on a swingset side by side Suspended from this rusted frame like puppets The beach light flickered out and died You stared at your feet as I looked at
We signed both our names and the cards were done, by acting so old we felt so young, and you licked the stamps and I lit the tree, you faked a nap and
sentence I make is a promise Holding arms up to the sky Like every breath that I'm taking is perfect We woke up to feelings Painted grass and ringing phones And a
be 'Cause your my family, I'm bound And I'm just hoping one day you will shine through Let's try to look at each other Find one other Asking how can
on pillows Fuck around and weep like a willow, we cap peelers [Pharoah] King shots, killer greed penn, money hard Nigga to sleep, murdering a kingpin My composer, a
as a crack fiend, mama You always was a black queen, mama I finally understand for a woman it ain't easy tryin to raise a man You always was committed A
Steps I take Breathless Is there a cure for a hustler with a death wish? Cigar ashes Coaster Crystal glasses We mash on them jealous bastards With a
one day And runnin from the police, that's right Mama catch me, put a whoopin to my backside And even as a crack fiend, mama You always was a black queen
I'm rhyming standing beside a big old white bear Neither one of us fight fair, you are literally looking at Woody and Wesley in a movie With a white boy
a sheet I'm not a real person, I'm a ghost trapped in a beat I translate when my voice is read through a sismograph And a noise is bred, picked up and
anyone, ain't that much to take Wouldn't know the difference between a real blonde and a fake Feel like a prisoner in a world of mystery I wish someone
a year the ugliest will wear a crown Once a year on Topsy Turvy day Clopin : Hail to the king Oh, what a king Girls, give a kiss We've never had
rhyming standing beside a big old white bear Neither one of us fight fair, you are literally looking at Woody and Wesley in a movie With a white boy
For finding me offensive <a href="http://www.testimania.com/">Testi Canzoni</a> Hence if I should draw a line on any fences If so to what
a lot of shit I know it's hard fuckin with a nigga like me Yeah, you get a lot of respect for that shit Ridin with a nigga You know.. you might as well
a mountain angel certified She was her momma's baby, she was her daddy's pride Good at home, at church and school, at everything she tried Everybody's darlin' led a
I look Used to be a straight a student, now he's a crook Robbin people just to smoke or shoot up Used to have a crew cut, now he's a pooh-put Dropped
