Maybe you weren't worth the time And I could call you a fake or a fucking tool But this life just wasn't for you I will pass you by, I will beat you
show you rapper's frontin' but mayne it's really nothin' [Chorus] [A-Wax] I could show you I could reach you and teach you I know you and where you
do I've been there With my heart out in my hand But what you must understand You can't let the chance To love him pass you by Should I Tell him Tell
center point of view, every day You can't stop me Gonna stand right next to you Until I know that I was made for you Let me bet you, I'll never come
Stay When The Gray Skies Replace The Sunny Days Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey You Can't Ride Big On Lil Rims You Wanna Do It Big You Need A Lil Kim
I see ya faggot ass schemin - fuck you Bitch you don't wanna swallow semen - fuck you No you hate the way I'm "Street Dreamin" - fuck you That's why I
and what you see could change tonight there?s something in you that i see in me it?s a vibe that we?re feeling its just khemistry freedom freedom freedom freedom there?s a light
Passing around the weed, no problems at all And you haters keep on hating, I aint talking to y'all [Wiz Khalifa - Hook] [Mac Miller - Verse 2] And you can pass
Don't be ashamed I just love you girl Babe As time will surely pass Love shows it flame In my fuck you world Relax girl Sip some of my slurpee You
the healer It's on you - take your chance Try it once and you'll break free Power's out - just reach beyond The healer's there for you and me
My black boots if you confuse I lose my peoples in the words you choose For writer was wrong, or, man, what you think? Accept my Black, so how the hell
by, in my city (in my city) [Z-Ro] I bet you wanna know what's on my mind, when I be sliding by Mean mugging, relieving some of this stress don't fuck with me You
I'm knowing that I gotta make it, running on my deadline Giving out flat lines, cause if you think that I'm feeling Fucking up by mine man, I gotta maintain
you it's the E and D So what's another murder nigga you brought this on yourself I'ma do it to you slow and make you want to chrome yourself You owe
Piece on my neck, read Screwed Up Click Album silver, bubble head lights Trunk gon knock, like lights of fire At the intersection, I run the red lights
to you Your heart is beating, eight to the bar You can't control it so you hold it Then you're out on the floor On the floor You feel it coming to ya
wants it And everybody needs... Oh you don't have to say goodbye Nothing?s gonna pass you by Looking at the same night sky We?ll be there waiting for you
you up in the pen and gave you 3 to 10 I send you letters with naked flicks of old friends Hoping you well, I know it's hell Doing time in the cell