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delazoo - bound 2.5 (kanye west remix) lyrics

if the salesman dies and gets a book then he probably missed his goal
but look at these shoes i can’t afford, now ain’t these motherf-ckers cold
now listen to these songs that i recorded, now ain’t them motherf-ckers old
it’s me and jb and that motherf-cker rhodes
i kept the circle small, new friends back ordered
god i gotta learn to start distilling my tap water
jesus christ, the need this nice, scratched knuckles cause i keep the fights
throw bang it out
said i’m finna take a minute long, breather then i’m skippin on
never did the ladder in path of what i’m dissin on
100k on sh-t that was hot, then i sang a different song
then half the backers started to mock the sh-t like a minuton
it’s too bad the boom, boom boom, clap
warrants the fleet of ‘why you do, do do, that? you’re too fast”
and i ain’t angry at ya’ll
i’ll admit the pressures there i just didn’t cave in tomoro

and i could be the one that people need
or i could be the one to accidentally plant my seed
in some corner of this city where i nest a little hole
giving tree where i could be but i got no green to help it grow
and it got a little easy to hold your soul to a standard you couldn’t practice
easy to say you love her on a target quilted mattress
you probably couldn’t pay for it, and neither could she
with a better job that’s promised definitely need the degree
while maintaining a libertarian, i woulda contested
but look at how that sh-t you buried and compete with your message
i mean look, i’m out of line
then part of my yelling d-mn
when your atler sh0r- copy came from your pelly pell grant
i am, no different from whatever hand that the bumper reads
out here on the corner till somebody would f-ck with me
not as deep as you think, don’t give em reasons to p-ss on you
we only do this sh-t because it’s sh-t that we have to do

(females jizz)
and i know you’re tired, of lovin, of lovin
with n0body to love, n0body, n0body
so grab somebody, no leavin this party
with n0body to love, n0body, no

the f-ck i’m doing in the mall on my day off
hit guitar center make a layaway start
try and cop some monitors, used to go for cakewalk
feelin like a new man, doc, take the tape off
bound, so astoundin
trend hoppin yeezy wherever the town went
except cl-ss i started try to and laughed at the fact
they quoted me at 25,000
i don’t have that, and i don’t wanna go
the blunt is getting p-ssed, and i don’t wanna blow
baby, i’m just tryna crash you can come to the apartment
while i fix you a drink and i complain about my job
sound like an evening, what you doing now?
been a while since seein you, who you screwin now?
what’s your man like? do you stay at the same pad?
spent a half an hour one upping each others complain brag
yellin at a part timer with my chest out
cause what i wanna buy is my rent now
know we in the same gang like tone loc
so ima let my mouth run cause we grown folk
we’re not special, we’re just here
our problems, aren’t sincere
fixin em when we get around to
life happened baby girl, it was bound to

(females jizz… again. need new underwear.)
and i know you’re tired, of lovin, of lovin
with n0body to love, n0body, n0body
so grab somebody, no leavin this party
with n0body to love, n0body, no

- delazoo lyrics

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