days go by, we're killing time with so much in our way But it's always the same. (Always the same.) Always the same. (Always the same.)
as long as you understand that I can't be whipped You sick of companionship I say abandon ship, I'm a gigolo so you know, I'm always on the go I ain'
Canzoni</a> If i was your happy, i'd make you sad If i was your everything, i'd make sure i meant nothing to you If i was sane i'd make you go
virtual insanity now Always seem to, be govern'd by this love we have For useless, twisting, our new technology Oh, now there is no sound - for we all live underground And I
son, or feel that casket The peeps be like one (one) I'm movin on passin' chumps, and very thoroughly promoted by God's Son G-O-D S-O-N I S-O-O-T-H-
were the whole way, Girl can't you understand, That I wanna put a ring on your hand, I can't say I'm perfect, Baby we both know I'm not, But girl I think
God. I tell you, I know everybody's in the same mess. I'm telling you. We all are. I know that, you know, and I'm just, you know, I'll be the first
I do what I do for the sake of symmetry, I'd rather conjure spirits than imagery, I'm a fruitcake to the done mc, I'm the I'd rather have fun mc,
and unworthy deslamated also blurry No More (I can't believe I was so blind) Tellin myself I'm trippin Today I caught you slippin Now its gonna be your missin No more I
am I? I'm the best to ever spit I got that, "Hot Shit" like I'm Nelly and the Tics I pop a hot block dodge the cops and the dics Cause they want me gone
I'm tired of paying dues And I'm tired of being polite, and I'm tired of not falling asleep And I'm tired of morons that say I'm too abstract or I'm too
as you understand that I can't be whipped You say companionship, I say abandon ship, I'm a gigolo so you know I'm always on the go, I ain't got no time
That's that, who made this style, solo or X Are you Tfo's Doctor or Mobb Deep? Whoever, I freaked it yes, so meet ya death I never wear Esco, I got a
like what up bitch Approached the finest girl like shutup bitch Than I grab the microphone and I cut up kids Like a hot knife straight through a butter stick Now i
c I can't stand it I can't stand it A c a I can't even gain your attention I I i i Solo over c#m a then to f#m And I'm not gaining any ground
, I would shit on you If I was your happy, I'd make you sad If I was your everything I'd make sure I meant nothing to you If I was sane, I'd make you
Baby I can't say I'm perfect, We both know I'm not, But I think it's about time that we tie the knot, Cuz I've played every game, [Chorus] I played
