it So just take it.. uh oh.. Can't get you outta my mind Oh precious say you'll be fine Can't get you outta my mind, mm.. Oh precious say you'll be
Translation: Scene 23. Can't Get You Out Of My Mind.
Man that shit deserves a hearse and a tear Swear to God I'm overlaid, all my girls get overf-cked All my deals be overpaid and all my joints get over
a Taurus can't keep my job cos i can't take orders i feel like im outside of the borders looking inside of the rich and the borders then i take a look around my
would you do, if you couldn't make it to the NBA? What would you do, if you couldn't sing, like a Mary J? What would you do, if you couldn't hit a white
was it that Judd you know how it go all my partnas cut, all my partnas tight we gonna get kill, leys get fried tonight and we can get blitz and jam some
another occupation, in cardiac arrest State of mind, you must be out your motherfucking mind Put you out of misery, short your lifetime, expectancy Didn't even reach 23
or was it that Judd you know how it go all my partnas cut, all my partnas tight we gonna get kill, leys get fried tonight and we can get blitz and jam
couldn't do it without the crowd, for crying out loud. Even took the time to contaminate the rhyme scene And drop a lot before he was out, in the common scene
Get disrespected if you front tha the Birdman You heard, man? Catch a couple shots from tha glock in my hand Damn, release some realistic with my biscuit You know, you get
95]You're my heart, you're my soul [16:32.45]I'll keep it shining everywhere I go [16:36.45]You're my heart, you're my soul [16:40.55]I'll be
You know I can't, I see nothing but luck in my surroundings But, I'm fin's to take over this rap game fa sho Me and my raw click, spitting heat you didn
My memories of a corpse Mind full of sick thoughts And I ain't goin back to court So fuck what you thought I'm drinkin' hennessey Runnin from my enemies
hit His will power had biceps but couldn't flex it Now he's in prison forgiven I won't forget Our youth and how surreal this life can get... [Chorus:]
mind, you must be out your motherfucking mind Put you out of misery, short your lifetime, expectancy Didn't even reach 23, first class shot, special delivery No doubt you
tear Swear to God I'm overlaid, all my girls get overf-cked All my deals be overpaid and all my joints get over stuffed Finally Famous bitch, there ain't
