T.I. featuring Justin Timberlake - Dead And Gone Lyric:-
[T.I talking]
Ay, lemme kick it to you right quick man,
Nawt on some gangsta shit man on some real shit
Anybody who been through the same thing im sure you feel the same way
[Hook]
Ohh (hey)
I’ve been travelin on this road too long (too long)
Just tryin find my way back home (back home)
But the old me’s dead and gone,
Dead and Gone,
And Ohh.. (hey)
I’ve been travelin on this road too long (too long)
Just tryin find my way back home (back home)
But the old me’s dead and gone,
Dead and Gone, dead and…
[Verse 1]
Every had one of them days wish you would have stayed home,
Run into a group of niggas who gettin their hate on,
You walk by - they get wrong,
You reply then shit get blown,
Way out of proportion way bad discussion,
Just you against them pick one then rush them,
Figure you get jumped here thats next,
They don’t wanna stop there now they bustin,
Now you gushin ambulance rushin,
You to the hospital with a bad concusion,
Plus you hit four times but it hit yo spine,
Paralyzed waist down and ya wheelchair bound,
Never mind that now you lucky to be alive,
Just thinkin it all started fussin wit three guys,
Nigga pride in the way but your pride is the way you can f**k
around get shot down anyday,
Niggas die everyday,
All little bullshit, dope money, dice games, for their hood shit,
Could this be cuz of hip-hop music,
Or did the ones with the good sense not use it,
Usually niggas don’t know what to do when they back against the wall,
So they just start shootin,
For red or for blue or for blow I guess,
From Bankhead at the old projects,
No more stress now I’m straight,
Now I get it now I take time to think before I make mistake just for my
family stake,
That part of me left yesterday
The harder me is strong today,
No regrets I’m blessed to say the old me dead and gon away,
[Hook]
Ohh (hey)
I’ve been travelin on this road too long (too long)
Just tryin find my way back home (back home)
But the old me’s dead and gone,
Dead and Gone,
And Ohh.. (hey)
I’ve been travelin on this road too long (too long)
Just tryin find my way back home (back home)
But the old me’s dead and gone,
Dead and Gone, dead and…
[Verse 2]
I ain’t neva been scared I live through tragic,
Situations could been dead lookin back at it,
Most of that shit didn’t even have to happen,
But you think about it when you out there trappin’,
In the appartments hangin’, smokin and rappin,
Niggas start shit next thing we know we cappin,
Get locked up then didn’t even get mad,
Now I think about that what a life I had,
Most of that shit look back just laugh,
Some shit still look back get sad,
Thinkin my home boy still be around had I not hit the nigga in the mouth that time,
I won that fight I lost that war,
I could still see my nigga walkin out that door,
Who would of thought I’d never see Philant no more,
Got enough dead homies I don’t want no more,
Cuz a nigga his jump cost me more,
I’d a took that ass whoppin out for sure,
Now think before I risk my life,
Take them chances to get my stripes,
A nigga put his hands on me alright,
Otherwise stand there talk shit all night,
Cuz I hit you and you sue me,
I shoot you get locked up poor me,
No more stress now I’m straight,
Now I get it now I take time to think before I make mistake just for my
family stake,
That part of me left yesterday
The harder me is strong today,
No regrets I’m blessed to say the old me dead and gon away,
[Hook]
Ohh (hey)
I’ve been travelin on this road too long (too long)
Just tryin find my way back home (back home)
But the old me’s dead and g
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Chris Crocker - Mind In The Gutter Lyric :-
Its Chris Crocker (itschriscrocker)
Forgive Me Father, for I have sinned.
Theres just something inside of me that I cant hold back any longer.
Maybe the rumors are true.
Maybe I am crazy.
I got you thinking all them bad things. I got you reaching for them bodyparts.
Im bout to make you do the walk of shame.
You never thought you would (something) Time is ticking. Halters skipping. Ready to move.
Feel like my logics lifting.
Head is spinning out of control!
You’ve got my body twitching.
Thirst is quenching, ready to go. Crocker’s off his rocker baby this is my show.
You got my mind in the gutter, when we touchin’ on each other. Rollin round undercovers, blowin’ kisses like were lovers. I like the way that you taste, when your all up in my face. Body’s touchin’. Minds corrupting. My mind is in the gutter.
Chris Crocker’s on the loose are you scared yet?
I heard the freaks come out at midnight.
Ive got you working up an appetite.
Now are you sure that you should take a bite?
Once you do then you are mine.
Tired of waiting blood is racing out of control.
I feel like chasing you to date me is a race of its own.
You are my property now baby now so comfort your bone.
I’m the crock inside your rock baby I’m in control.
You got my mind in the gutter, when we touchin’ on each other. Rollin round undercovers, blowin’ kisses like were lovers. I like the way that you taste, when your all up in my face. Body’s touchin’. Minds corrupting. My mind is in the gutter.
I hear your body say it wants more.
But your scared you’ll be addicted boy.
Now make the move before you lose the choice. Ive got something that you might enjoy.
You’ve got my mind in the gutter baby
You’ve got me so damn twisted baby.
Ive lost my (something) to another baby.
Ive got my mind.. mind in the gutter
For My SbSbb
Lyrics :
You're better then the best
I'm lucky just to linger in your light
Cooler then the flip side of my pillow, that's right
Completely unaware
Nothing can compare to where you send me,
Lets me know that it's ok, yeah it's ok
And the moments where my good times start to fade
You make me smile like the sun
Fall out of bed, sing like bird
Dizzy in my head, spin like a record
Crazy on a Sunday night
You make me dance like a fool
Forget how to breathe
Shine like gold, buzz like a bee
Just the thought of you can drive me wild
Ohh, you make me smile
Even when you're gone
Somehow you come along
Just like a flower poking through the sidewalk crack and just like that
You steal away the rain and just like that
You make me smile like the sun
Fall out of bed, sing like bird
Dizzy in my head, spin like a record
Crazy on a Sunday night
You make me dance like a fool
Forget how to breathe
Shine like gold, buzz like a bee
Just the thought of you can drive me wild
Ohh, you make me smile
Don't know how I lived without you
Cause every time that I get around you
I see the best of me inside your eyes
You make me smile
You make me dance like a fool
Forget how to breathe
Shine like gold, buzz like a bee
Just the thought of you can drive me wild
You make me smile like the sun
Fall out of bed, sing like bird
Dizzy in my head, spin like a record
Crazy on a Sunday night
You make me dance like a fool
Forget how to breathe
Shine like gold, buzz like a bee
Just the thought of you can drive me wild
Ohh, you make me smile
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