like a toss up, I gotta get off here 'Cause I'm tired of emotions I'm blue no more Walkin' round in a circle Deja vu no more Walkin' round in a circle
beyond The top gets higher the more that I climb The spot gets smaller, and I get bigger Tryna get into where I fit in, no room for a nigga But soon for a
so we rip the track This a fact, it's a wrap, uh! (Chorus) [G. Dep] Yo, yo Niggas mad at the fact we bad Man I won't stop like a New York taxicab If
boy don't you lie to me, tell me everything you feel we danced around in circles, He said I think we found something real he's a dandelion, up on a
play around My name is Kardinal my job is to kill any sound! Murder everything walking put the evil underground Guess who's back came with a crew no lames
She walks alone down a sleazy backstreet Around a corner, up an alley to a dead end There under a small blue light She enters an unmarked doorway (A low
Look at him, walkin' around grabbin' his you-know-what Flippin' the you-know-who, yeah, but he's so cute though!" Yeah, I probably got a couple of screws
find peace of mind Between insanity and sanity there lies a thin line Some dwell in hotels with Jezebels A stone age and fall a victim to the plague
now, the story. A long time ago, in a galaxy far far away... uh.... Oh, excuse me... Once upon a time --- I think it was last Thursday --- a boy named
ass nigga, I see through your Glass Shield Had skills once upon a time on this project, yo I'm a have ta wreck a Ho'shea I heard a ho say you her favorite
walked through, Little Italy I saw my reflection come right of your face I paint pictures to remember You're too beautiful to put into words Like a gypsy, you dance in circles
like a needle on the record, scratch my itch Watch you walk in circles hit the beat Drop you like a needle on the record, flip my switch Go around in
'd come upon some rotting remains But we'd drive them outside town And fill the land and make hills that you could walk around on And if I try hard I
of ideas, city of light, city City of ashes that the great Caliph Walked through his naked feet formed a circle And they built a city, a perfect city
time on your concern 'Til it's over I look back on a distant border, I fear I'm getting older There's so much that I missed Walk on following a faint
In a clean ass Benz I have all the props Fuck credit from a rapper can you match my Visa I heard your girlfriend was a real dick pleaser And a Too $
streets is symbolic to Baghdad It?s sad they did my comrad bad smoked him wit' the mag Now he?s walkin' wit' a cane and wearin' a shit bag My loc keep
