back Under the cherry moon, I hold notes and carry tunes My guise pack heat enough to bury June, on my feet I'm getting married soon, walking in the
the hood, n*** I bang with S*** ain't changed different toilet it's the same s*** Ain't no half steppin' on some Big Daddy game s*** I walk like a hustler
get you On the grind, your best friend'll talk for a figure Walk wit a nigga, see it, don't talk about it, be it Don't walk around, then beat it, we all
hands [VERSE ONE] Now imagine if this whole globe was run by jus women Jeeze cor blimme what a world we would live in Getting men all hung upon our love
dance I'm the head nigga in charge, I'm watchin' you move You're found dead in your garage, with ten o'clock news coverage Gotta love it, 'cause I expose
no air in space MC shit right here, master of the ceremonies All that other garbage One dimensional emcees can't handle that Yo music is my love, press
The chronicles contain a few hidden chapters We keep our mirrors dirty, in case vanity backfires. Cold wind curtains turn to pain and eagerness In one throw you could expose
Hope until there's nowhere left to go, no Here you are on a break walk singing Trying to miss as the world walks by A full moon over red lights singing
knows that I love her And tragedy will never disaffect her I hope she knows how much I respect her My intentions are not to expose, inverse or repose
pray But the devil said, "Girl, stay and play" I was so exposed, had no protection He had warm hands, cold heart, tryin' to love and tryin' to please
[Verse 1] I'm sure to find true love Under angel wings Assured and locked so tight I know she's whispering Alone and savoring Life alone tonight She'
day when these words breathe life And manifest the very faith that I continue to write [Chorus:] A young kid growing up it was hard to adapt The world didn't love
rock Why not let's talk Of the days growing up things got tuff Grade 9 is so rough want to be so loved By the popular kids When ye walk in the place
M.A.N.A FESTO exposing light, and take aim what come on M.A.N.A FESTO exposing light, and take aim what come on Verse II Exposing Light manafesto
m not capable of love That kind of love That I felt when I was twenty one Cause I'm not capable of love That kind of love That I felt when I was twenty
the motion of the ocean And it?s overflowing I gotta keep it up Keep on going Don?t stop exposing myself Out to the public Got to make em love it Gotta
rub that ass You'll be squeezin' me too No need for you to stress out, this nigga holdin' his form Love my son, I love your daughter too ? ? ? ? ? ? born the same day, in love
