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I know that there's a lotta ways to go About it. But how do you figure out the Route without going down it? I guess there's no way around it. Told me that she found it. But people like to talk when they get crowded. I guess they like the attention. They like to talk like they know what they Talkin' 'bout. Blah, Sentence after sentence, Post penance. Those tenants got kicked out 'cause They crackin' like Venice Beach. Drone circles, lungs purple, and I got my doctor To recommend me Urkel. I love the sunny state of California. All Marijuana's pretty much legal and they love me To perform. They it. I love people that give good advice and won't Utilize it in their own life. Oh They point fingers, silence ringers. Oh And when they switch fuckin' lanes they don't Use fuckin' blinkers. Please don't tell me what you gotta say, I really don't give a shit. So next time you think about tellin' me what You think, before you start you can just quit. Please don't tell me what you gotta say, I really don't give a shit. So next time you think about tellin' me what You think, before you start you can just quit. Thank you for that peace of mind. I really, truly care what you think of mine. I Don't know what I would've done without it. I really listen carefully to everything you said About it. And I'm gonna follow everything you say To me 'cause you live by the actions you Speak of on the daily. Begging me please, I don't want your advice. Nope. Bitch, I don't even want you in my Life. No. So you can sit down at your Cubicle at work and you can sit and think About how your tactics didn't work. Didn't You got a lotta money and you got A fancy whip but you're barely worth a fuck If your word ain't worth a shit. I'd rather be poor collecting food stamps than Unhappy rich and worrying about who asked me to Do what. 'Cause I don't give a fuck and I'll be down before I bow down to somebody For a buck. Please don't tell me what you Gotta say, I really don't give a shit. So next time you think about tellin' me what You think, before you start you can just quit. Please don't tell me what you gotta say, I really don't give a shit. So next time you think about tellin' me what You think, before you start you can just quit. Fuck a rich bitch, I roll with thick chicks Who speak my slang and argue with thick lips. I stick this middle finger at anyone that thinks They're better than me. I fuck with bitches Regularly. Everyday. And you could be the next in Line. I don't go from behind. Step up in your face, next thing you know You're mine. And everybody's calling you a bitch. Man, Red talked you up. You'll never hear the end of it 'cause I'm A legend in my neighborhood. I'm a bard. I P-U-G status and I love To fucking show it. Love it when it's snowing Up in Seattle. So don't down talk it or We'll fuck you up. Travel all around the world, Each and every state. Wanna hear my music and They wanna see my face. 'Cause I'm so pretty and I'm so demented. Talking 'bout suicide, butterflies, don't pretend It's not exactly like the way you livin'. Everybody's going through it, dealing with what you Were given. Sipping, toking, living, Hoping shit will improve so you gotta keep going. Yep, I said shit will improve so you gotta Keep going. Shit will improve so you gotta keep Going. Shit will improve so you gotta keep going. Said your shit will improve but you gotta keep Going. You gotta keep it going. Keep it going. Keep it pushing, Motherfucker G-gotta give a few shout outs to the Homie Dare. No we don't care, limit her, Never comes up short. To the homie Hectic, yes he perfects it. Uh, shout outs to Jack, the birthday girl. June 13th, 2011. I'm high up in Heaven
Roots and Reverie, Louden — No Opinions Necessary
«No Opinions Necessary» — Roots and Reverie, Louden. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 3:36. Жанр — Рэп и хип-хоп.
