's getting late I should've known Won't somebody carry me home? Pick me up from my knees Carry me home, carry me home Pick me up from my knees Carry me home
is all I need Fill it up and let me be It's getting late I should've known Won't somebody carry me home? Pick me up from my knees Carry me home We
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round is all I need Fill it up and let me be It's getting late I should've known Won't somebody carry me home? Pick me up from my knees Carry me home
So scared that love lived on the edge / Scared of love lived on the ledge / Like love lived on the ledge / As if my
now, you told me If the sun comes up And I'm not home, be strong If I'm not beside you Do your best to carry on Tell the kids about me When they're
our lives See the murder mold our lives (See the murder mold) These are the days of our lives (These are the days of our lives) These are the days of
: You wanna come test me now? Come, I say, come now challenge me, the realer, can handle my business. I'm gonna finish, I gotta end this, I'm a diminish
And it's counterfeit? If I reach the end that justifies the means Could I live with it? And if it's true that having too much of any good thing Can only make me
decides Who will live or die I?ve been waiting for this moment It?s time for the battle Even if I never make it Take me home I might never get my story
day I'm just livin' my life 'til they come carry me away Come,, carry me away Come carry me away Come, carry me away Come, carry me away
I sculpted the culprit The tall shit that will end up with his skull split Then I buried the hatchet, I carried on my back Butterfingers is here and
bitches aint ready But Shawty aint tripping, she was living already My f-ck game impressive so she come back steady. The shit, while heavy I can carry
I don't need it Shit I got problems, can you help me out? Shout a little louder if you're sure that you hear me Fear me not, I'm just another average
gone, finally got my dad back Never that he wouldn't live long, they snatched my dad back Guidance I never had that, streets was my second home Welcomed me
always told me black folks lazy... That's why he raised me crazy Don't ever try to play me You better pay me You can love or hate me! It don't make me
else to see Oh, I know you guys are too busy to bother with me But you see, my dad used to take me for rides when he was home But I guess that's all
it been that way, fuck how a nigga live it's gon' end that way Niggas is part of a game that I don't play Never catch dog carrying what I don't weigh
