four-four gloves, rims spinnin', tippin' on fo-fo's My mouth be worth millions, somethin' like Paul Wall's Ladies look out they ain't thugs, they homo's The film
film, I don't like to film And sometimes I feel like my life's a movie I don't like to film, I don't like to film Play it all back, play it all back
Intro/chorus It goes: life, difficult times, and mad crimes Some pay the price, while others refine Blessed are those who struggle -- God loves you And
eyebrow at the child, respectfully bow Pay hommage, gold studs in my garment Hot slugs miss me cause I'm god-sent If it hit me, it's god's wish No man
I'm painting codes Patience grown thin, home sick and haven't been home since Fuck a rapper, I'm an actor in a film called: "Leave me the fuck alone
The painted ladies I know Leave at home what you value enough And laugh all your senses away When you want to love everyone, how can you love The painted ladies all say Those film
think you can hang with us Sick in your brain with it when I mangle it know that I break and abuse it Have you prayin' to God Cause what I'm sprayin it
She's living in a snitch grave now Shootouts is similar to Wild West Broad daylight, face to face without a vest You know the episodes, thugs camouflage the spectacles Please God
It's a god-awful small affair To the girl with the mousy hair But her mummy is yelling "No" And her daddy has told her to go But her friend is nowhere
their point of view To anyone passing by and it's who they're talking to. There was someone on the platform talking to the folks About the TV god and
On The Skills You Gone Waited It ain't Hard Enough Throw On Stove And Sold??? Mixed in, Started Up, break It Down, rock It Up Looked This Shit A lot films
Nomad drowning rat black, black So black you can't even grasp the fact Blacker than a beggar's soul, rich enough to raise us all Lead with your need as God
As performed by Lyle Lovett for the film Quiz Show: See the shark with teeth like razors You can read his open face And Macheath, he's got a knife,
(Bertolt Brecht/Kurt Weill) As performed by Lyle Lovett for the film Quiz Show: See the shark with teeth like razors You can read his open face And
This is the film, close to the third act and the misery It's not rain you rapist werewolves, it's God pissing down on you You won't die alone 'cause
It's gonna be alright, you gotta believe dat Dear God times are changing and the weather got hot Over the past year a lot of niggas went pop drop So
be screaming out (Oh my Lord) Did you see it's that brother from (ID4) Now can I please get (A picture and your signature) Sure you can miss (Oh my God