But the blame lies not with those suits for trying. I come to know a travesty and so sad to see. Life's a bowl of punch go ahead and spike it. A-yo my youth had a nigga too aggressive I use to speed excessive, both eyes closed No thought infested Hittin' pot holes, cop-o's will snatch your weight But your game most precious Had to rethink things, is pinky ring worth Life on the run and time served in Sing Sing I don't know to tell the truth If I'm pressed for doe, I got to consoul Irv Gotti y'all Irv Gotti: You can ask my home team. Keep posting annotations and earn respect from LyricsMode community. To explain lyrics, select line or word and click "Explain".
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If I Owned A Midget
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To explain lyrics, select line or word and click "Explain". And watch my life flowin' and knowing life is but a dream. Uh ha Verse 1: Layin' the tracks like a loco mo, spark the Jay. You can ask my home team. I was raised to live, Lord I pray you forgive If not, I just handle it like Jason Kidd What you're facin' is official it's official Most cases when I m blazin' won't miss you won't miss you Case and point mad bullshitted issue I see it to the end, my writting is so personal My heart bleedin' out my pen, make no mistake aobut me It's only one nigga livin', I got a half a cake about me I got love, to make a nigga die bleedin' is nothin' You make a motherfucker die breathin' then you sayin' somthing, beeotch Hook X3 More flavor than y'all can image havin' Graphic like Sega, Saturn, traffic like the Bodega It just so happens, you caught me at the the tail end of my dive My brain ain't right from inhaling the work of my life Fuck it, 3's in ya, had to hold D.
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If I Owned a Midget Lyrics