They say the sun an-a shines for all, But-a yin some people world, it never shine at all. Mm-mm-mm. They say love is a stream that will find its course
Oh, it's so nice to see you all inside my dreamy little world And it's so nice to be with all you lovely little boys and girls Make yourself comfortable
wear Everyone stares (Look at me!) Look at those freaks Look at their clothes Everyone knows It's a whore show [Krizz Kaliko] I never fit in with the
Go on and ring my neck like when a rag gets wet a little discipline for my pet genius my head is like a lettuce go on and dig your thumbs in I cannot
Well, we can't take it this week And her friends don't want another speech Hoping for a better day to hear what she's got to say All about that, personality
Crisis, crisis you can't get away Crisis, crisis you can't get away Crisis, crisis I need you on my side 'Cause there's a crisis And you can't get away
If you're inclined to complain It doesn't matter He's got greater pain Any crisis takes it's toll Then he'll get down Let the bad times roll You'll
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Smiles cover the surface, As were forsaken on the inside. We have been for sometime. Conditions aren't shaping out as we hoped for, I lay horizontal
longer, Words are gettin stronger I'm getting closer to you, You're closer to me So knock the chip off and we'll see (Krizz Kaliko) Now I got a chip
Ya left me I'm like I don't know why Ya came back And gave it another try But Im caught up And my old habits a lie So we stop... And now were sayin bye
I'm only happy when I'm drinking Cause sometimes life is just too hard The chemical kills what I'm thinking. I end up right back where I start, oh This
clown ya I hound ya for a piece of that, hows about a squeeze on that Im easy, like Sunday morning ill give up my cheese for that Thick miss, Krizz is
my new news to my vets To my niggas in the projects, While they make it rain on em I gain from em, they tat a nigga name on em Yall know krizz, heard
(Kali baby...) [CHORUS] I'm fucked up, you fucked up, we fucked up Can we do sum'n? Hell yeah (Hell yeah) Hell yeah (Hell yeah) Hell yeah (Hell yeah)
Verse 1: Take a picture of ya for me, Put in my memory and never get it from me. You got me feelin kinda funny, Ya beauty is the kind to make a nigga
Herea??s a story bouta?? a little boy who wasna??t so bad Silent but he feelina?? so sad, as a young lad he lost his dad Momma didna??t have much, but
(Krizz Kaliko) 1-9-74 was the year mommy and daddy had created a monster The funny looking kid from the suburbs, and referred as genius cause nobody wants
