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Don't get it twisted
I'm just saying girl, sorry I don't wanna be loving her (I'm just saying) I don't wanna be in love with her (I'm just saying) I don't wanna be in love with her (I'm just saying) I just wanna be in it The game is not chess, get aggressive, but be a nice player I'm one of the best, but the worst inside your nightmare Your bitch be like "Oh yes, just hit it right there" and next, your sister gets undressed, I'm like "yeah" huh So I'm talking about fucking around There ain't no cutting down Addicted to bitches, gotta bust it out Not a stick up artist, just a pick up artist Add a bit of liquor, when it kicks in, I'm so sick and retarded Don't get me wrong, it's not I'm not attracted to you I like u in a thong, but when it's off, I have to do you When you get me to rise, I keep growing, to blast it through you Keep riding, keep going, knowing I'm only practice to you In the end though, it's empty with no love potion No emotion whatsoever, so much fish in the ocean So we boasting like casanovas, with a hoe the game's over So in the morning she's blowing, but I'd be sober and I don't know her So he's a pick up artist you know that? So is he into you? (You hope so don't you) Or is he just inside of you? (Blow slow like a porno or something) So how does it feel, you've got a friend on your side just to chill, but still, let us divide the line, it's just sexual drive Never a bride, OK? This is for real, although we're mesmorized, naughty and silly for the pleasure tonight I know she's ready to ride, and no, she never denies So I'm already inside, already wet and real tight At first, steady and nice, taking it slow Levitating your soul, breaking indoors She's yelling "faster," aching for more Don't make me adore you Are you soar? Harder or soft? Tell me, that's what I've got it for I'm sorry but I gotta leave after this Just promise me to remember who the master is In the end though, it's empty with no love potion No emotion whatsoever, so much fish in the ocean So we boasting like casanovas, with a hoe the game's over So in the morning she's blowing, but I'd be sober and I don't know her So he's a pick up artist you know that? So is he into you? (You hope so don't you) Or is he just inside of you? (Blow slow like a porno or something) I don't wanna be loving her (I'm just saying) I don't wanna be in love with her (I'm just saying) I don't wanna be in love with her (I'm just saying) I just wanna be in it |
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I know it's been so long
and you know although I'm gone I'm still there till the end I got your back regardless through the good times and bad, through the darkness I'm still a friend Now that I'm older, it feels like it's real life Got my sleeves rolled up, work the grounds while it's still bright Build a tolerance for pain, more knowledge in the brain and skills to kill mics But since I'm living in past times I can't push forward, I can't climb the endless mountain called life During this conversation, i'm facing a wall like a soliloquoy, to tell myself 'it's alright' The world is a place without a soul to trust Maybe I’ve been thinking about everything all too much I regret taking flight, leaving on the plane I’m aching like I’m asthmatic cuz I’m breathing in pain I'm breaking lights from the morning until the evening fades Feeling stressed to pay the price, but you see me awake, breathing today I'm still alive, I ain't dead, that may be seasons away I hope you're doing good though, I'm believing and praying Tough times, working hard to blow it up The road is a lonely one, the ground is cold and rough And we're still growing up, but I guess we're old enough If you feel me, let me see your hands high, throw it up! 24 and we're riding and we're riding on 24, and we're riding on 24 We got time but we ain't young any more 24 and we're riding, and we're riding on 24 Nothing is infinite in this world, there's always time in it Nothing lasts and everything will pass in a flash in just minutes 24 and we're riding, and we're riding on 24 This goes out to all my friends that i'll never forget about it's tough times for us I know. we ain't young any more, yet we're still growing up I know it's been so long and you know although I'm gone I'm still there till the end I got your back regardless through the good times and bad, through the darkness I'm still a friend I got so many friends in different area codes but to know that when im dead, I'll be buried alone It makes me wonder man, who'd really cry? who'd even try? When I'm through with this life, what do I carry along? I'm sorry too, cuz I forgot to tell you I'm gone so don't bother calling me on the cellular phone But im good, I've been working hard to sell these songs and I know you're stressed out, I've been well informed Whether it's love life or beef unemployed and dissapointed, so you're tired and beat to the point that you're being toyed, lied to and cheated Frustrated, I know it, you're only trying to eat It's tough times for us, working hard to blow it up The road is a lonely one, the ground is cold and rough And we're still growing up, but I guess we're old enough If you feel me, let me see your hands high, throw it up! 24 and we're riding and we're riding on 24, and we're riding on 24 We got time but we ain't young any more 24 and we're riding, and we're riding on 24 Nothing is infinite in this world, there's always time in it Nothing lasts and everything will pass in a flash in just minutes 24 and we're riding, and we're riding on 24 |
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