Field Mob lyrics
Field Mob lyrics
"All I Know lyrics"
Lucciola lyrics
questa notte una lucciola illumina la mia finestra e dentro un vecchio barattolo la conserverei lui diceva il segreto ? ascoltare in silenzio e dentro il cuore di un fiore in citt? non fiorire mai ora che il tempo si ? fermato io sto aspettando, sto aspettando nodi in gola che graffiano le mani bianche del silenzio e verso un cielo in bottiglia vorrei non guardare mai ora che il tempo si ? fermato io sto aspettando, sto aspettando sto aspettando, sto aspettando questa notte una lucciola illumina la mia finestra e nello scontrino di non so che io raccolgo immagini
questa notte una lucciola illumina la mia finestra e dentro un vecchio barattolo la conserverei lui diceva il segreto ? ascoltare in silenzio e dentro il cuore di un fiore in citt? non fiorire mai ora che il tempo si ? fermato io sto aspettando, sto aspettando nodi in gola che graffiano le mani bianche del silenzio e verso un cielo in bottiglia vorrei non guardare mai ora che il tempo si ? fermato io sto aspettando, sto aspettando sto aspettando, sto aspettando questa notte una lucciola illumina la mia finestra e nello scontrino di non so che io raccolgo immagini
[Intro: Cee-Lo]
It's 6 O'clock, it's volume 1
Yeah, Greg Street's mixtape
[Verse One: Boondox]
Uh uh
I came up in the hood infested with teenage hustlers
Street grinders, paper chasin scrapin busters
By keepin dust up noses and caine homes; pipes and cans
So they want they ride candy painted just like the man
That Veta tryin not to bite his hand
But they need em to keep em life from they stand
Every night praying for praying go as far as the ceiling
Got me feel like I'm (cursed) from this heart that I'm dealing
And all this liquor hoeing brother and goose-neckin
That I do but I don't want to got me losing blessings
GOD said he'll take the next two steps if I take the first (I did)
But in it to pick and sellin the spur
From under my feet, lost faith and jump in the street
Back to serve a rocks dying to the chrome in the heat
And running with G's that take it to the block with 'em
Tellin me along with my greens up like pot nickel
[Chorus: Cee-Lo]
Well, all I know
That I'd been down this road before
It ain't the first time, won't be the last
I gotta slow down cause I'm living too fast
It's time to admit I need some help
Still living with my momma, can't feed myself
Life ain't about who straight, who real, who fake, and who gay
It's about who pray
[Verse Two: Cee-Lo]
You can clock my consistent and endless
Efforts up uplift me
Trees and b
Late Show lyrics
You get my so simply But my heart won't let me I won't forget that night I saw her at the movies She has this way about her, she smiles whenever she walks I'm trying to find the nerve to finally introduce me She had this glow about her you'd catch whenever she talks Let's go, knocking on my window We can watch the last show And movies made for cable And then we'll talk, listening to punk rock We'll hang out and wait up Until the sun comes up You get me of so simply But my heart just won't let me I wont forget that night I saw her at the movies She had this way about her, she smiles whenever she walks I'm trying to find the nerve to finally introduce me She had this
ranches catch draftYou get my so simply But my heart won't let me I won't forget that night I saw her at the movies She has this way about her, she smiles whenever she walks I'm trying to find the nerve to finally introduce me She had this glow about her you'd catch whenever she talks Let's go, knocking on my window We can watch the last show And movies made for cable And then we'll talk, listening to punk rock We'll hang out and wait up Until the sun comes up You get me of so simply But my heart just won't let me I wont forget that night I saw her at the movies She had this way about her, she smiles whenever she walks I'm trying to find the nerve to finally introduce me She had this
When I'm choppin down a path-
To walk down, actually don't even know how talk sound
I'm trying to stop the next step they drawing the chalk round
Matter-of-factually, I'll stand alone with no entourage to back me
GOD is my every existence; exhalation, exactly
I'll pimp prophets so profounding labels don't like contract me
I'm one of a kind; they gotta find a satellite to contact me
Let us bow, I thank the Almighty GOD for right now
For the strictor, smile through the tribulation and trial
For sparing me when the devil was daring me
And scaring me, synonymous for preparing me
And to my family- the Dungeon Family
And ya'll family-- we all family
And to me health and home and my son Keith Stun
My tongue is my gun, revolutions already begun
(Whaa)
[Chorus: Cee-Lo]
Well, all I know
That I'd been down this road before
It ain't the first time, won't be the last
I gotta slow down cause I'm living too fast
It's time to admit I need some help
Still living with my momma, can't feed myself
Life ain't about who straight, who real, who fake, and who gay
It's about who pray
[Verse Three: Kalage]
All I know is charge cards, cars, and clothes
Maan, it's all for sure
And could go and when it's gone- (you alone)
Runnin up yo cell phone callin GOD for hope
And who to say that day ain't all for close
And if you ballin playa, it's only because GOD's your coach
Glass Ceiling lyrics
I wondered if you could come and help me I want to get from here to there I saw your face looked down tonight I only hope that you're alright I know you think its always you Need some time alone, need some time alone To feel down To feel down After tonight, another day A chance to feel a different way The sun is slowly changing sides Still, sorrow in your eyes Sorrow in your eyes So feel down So feel down Heavy hearts swaying low Feel down, let it go So feel down So feel down Feel down So feel down I wondered if you could come and help me
And it don't bout the lies you hold, laws you brokeI wondered if you could come and help me I want to get from here to there I saw your face looked down tonight I only hope that you're alright I know you think its always you Need some time alone, need some time alone To feel down To feel down After tonight, another day A chance to feel a different way The sun is slowly changing sides Still, sorrow in your eyes Sorrow in your eyes So feel down So feel down Heavy hearts swaying low Feel down, let it go So feel down So feel down Feel down So feel down I wondered if you could come and help me
Thangs ya drink, dank and cigars you smoke
HE gonna forgive and that's you; now don't get me wrong
I like LL, but GOD da G.O.A.T'
HE da greatest of all time, if I'm lying I'm blind
Can I get a Amen (Amen brother)
But we got to stop, we got to stop doin dirt
Coming to Church with a devil tucked in your purse
Sittin some leather from Atlanta, came up finish the prayer
Worried about sister mom's and hair
All along worried bout what sister mom gonna wear
This ya boy or should they ride the martyr there
It don't matter at least that's the moral there
In Sunday service with a Bible lie defer the South
But GOD bless her, we here to thank GOD (hmmmm ahhh)
And that's the step inside Holy Church thinkin
I said step inside his Holy Church thinkin
We all God's Property, and not just Kirk Franklin
[Chorus: Cee-Lo]
Well, all I know
That I'd been down this road before
It ain't the first time, won't be the last
I gotta slow down cause I'm living too fast
It's time to admit I need some help
Still living with my momma, can't feed myself
Life ain't about who straight, who real, who fake, and who gay
It's about who pray
[T.I. and studio engineers interlude convo]
[Verse Four: T.I.]
Open my eyes, see the sunrise
Talkin about memories of G's got my tongue tied
Put out some Henn for my friend, why the good die?
But til the
I Ain't Shit Without My Homeboyz lyrics
Suckers! [daz] How many real homeboys y'all got out there? Can y'all count on one hand? i can Straight up, dogg pound gangstas Funky fresh in the flesh Yeah That's what i'm talking about Yo kurupt, kick that! [kurupt] I ain't shit with out my homeboys Although at times it seems Trying to make it to different stages, lights and dreams Different mistakes that was made during the time of the struggle Two pits unleashed, but held by one muzzle It's complicated like a puzzle Puzzle pieces and money double ?? really in trouble I'ma hit the spot and snatch all the knots and pots Then get ghost by the most of y'all get ?gostic? Get the fuck out of here!
end, I'm in the wind where the slug flySuckers! [daz] How many real homeboys y'all got out there? Can y'all count on one hand? i can Straight up, dogg pound gangstas Funky fresh in the flesh Yeah That's what i'm talking about Yo kurupt, kick that! [kurupt] I ain't shit with out my homeboys Although at times it seems Trying to make it to different stages, lights and dreams Different mistakes that was made during the time of the struggle Two pits unleashed, but held by one muzzle It's complicated like a puzzle Puzzle pieces and money double ?? really in trouble I'ma hit the spot and snatch all the knots and pots Then get ghost by the most of y'all get ?gostic? Get the fuck out of here!
Pray for my sins, I hope I find Heaven close to me
Try to be godly but these haters provokin me
Pull the shotty want them dead is what my heart say
My hard head make me learn shit the hard way
Dodging the fedz ain't the easy way to live, care
But nigga do it everyday to make a meal stack
Your phone tapped, under surveillance, secretly indicted
Being watched daily, livin shady just to drive a Merdede
And fucking ladies, who making babies used against you
Gettin the ?? be the main nigga you be a friend too
How can begin to explain the pain
Can you stay in the rain
Used to be a simple thing, but the game done changed
Now slanging caine is a lifestyle
Risking your freedom just to ball for a short while
Gettin buckwild on the street up on Westside
Downtown Atlanta, while we ride some of the best die
From cocking hammers of these Tec-9s and .45s
Excuse my grammar; but it's fucked up how time fly
It seem like yesterday we play until our days was nights
And yesterday, I just put flowers at his gravesite and that ain't right
[Outro: Kalage]
All I know
Is I'd been down this road before
This ain't the first time, won't be the last
I gotta slow down cause I'm living too fast
It's time to admit I need some help
Still living with my momma, can't feed myself
Life ain't about who straight, who real, who fake, and who gay
It's about who pray