Your beatitudes are shaking You don't know shit and its blatant You gotta take a step back and be patient I'm throwing shots at your frame because your new and romantic But there's still hope if you hear what I'm saying You've got those loud bitches loud bitches telling you lies Don't listen to those girls they're just snakes in disguise You've got the truth coming to ya and you gotta see Gotta step up your game if you want to roll with me Prophesy, Prophesy you had been dead by 18 Oh mercy me I landed back on my feet And I've got such tighter arms, to help me move along, become the man I know I'm supposed to be We can head to the show, or throw powder up your nose, And when I make some money I'll buy you clothes And if you like this life, you should hold on tight, I'm going to make it, and you know I'm right. You've got those loud bitches loud bitches telling you lies Don't listen to those girls they're just snakes in disguise You've got the truth coming to ya and you gotta see Gotta step up your game if you want to roll with meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
