Styles Lyrics
Styles Lyrics
"A Gangster And A Gentleman Lyrics"
Crystal Blue Persuasion Lyrics
Look over yonder, what do you see The sun is a-rising yeah most definitely A new day is coming, people are changing Ain't it beautiful, crystal blue persuasion Crystal blue persuasion oh yeah, it's a new vibration Crystal blue persuasion, crystal blue persuasion Better get ready, gonna see the light I said love love is the answer and that's alright So don
Look over yonder, what do you see The sun is a-rising yeah most definitely A new day is coming, people are changing Ain't it beautiful, crystal blue persuasion Crystal blue persuasion oh yeah, it's a new vibration Crystal blue persuasion, crystal blue persuasion Better get ready, gonna see the light I said love love is the answer and that's alright So don
[Styles - Verse One]
My pops came from Bed Stuy, my mom came from Africa
I'm more a nigga if you know what I mean
They hooked up in the '70's when liquor and weed was heavy
and had me in Corona, Queens
By the time I was seven my mom left my pop
Then we moved to the south side of Yonkers, New York
Then my mom remarried, had my little brother Gary
My sister a year later, let me gather my thoughts
By the time I was nine I was outta my mind
My step pops didn't like me beat me outta my mind
Ten and eleven the same I never would change
He still had to hit me, aggravate a little nigga
Still wearin' Skippys
Garf had Adidas and Pumas, I could a had a pair
My mommy said wait 'til Christmas but I needed em sooner
If you heard I was broke dawg it
Achin' To Be Lyrics
Well she's kind of like an artist Sittin' on the floor She never finished, she abandons Never shows a soul And she's kind of like a movie Everyone rushes to see And no one understands it Sitting in their seats She opens her mouth to speak and What comes out's a mystery Thought about, not understood She's achin' to be Well sh
wasn't a rumorWell she's kind of like an artist Sittin' on the floor She never finished, she abandons Never shows a soul And she's kind of like a movie Everyone rushes to see And no one understands it Sitting in their seats She opens her mouth to speak and What comes out's a mystery Thought about, not understood She's achin' to be Well sh
[Chorus (repeat 2x) - Styles]
I said Gangstas ride (Ride with me)
Gentlemen live your life (Live it up)
Cause Gangstas die (We all gon die)
It's only a matter of time (The clock tickin)
[Styles - Verse Two]
It was 1986 and I was twelve years old
That's right around the time when crack came out
It was the best thing that happened to me
I swear to God cause I was gettin everything that I was askin about
First we started off baggin up, me and garf
Then shit start addin up, we gettin smart
Now we on Broadway, coppin our own base
Bring it home and put it in bottles, send us a rottle
Drink an OE and scramble like it wasn't tomorrow
I'm gettin kicked out of Junior High, thinkin I'm grown
Got bust with the yellow rabb
Bubblegun Lyrics
Take this migraine everywhere I go Take the fast lane everywhere I go Take this migraine everywhere I go Someday, gonna take it slow Take this migraine everywhere I go Take the fast lane everywhere I go Take this migraine everywhere I go Someday, gonna take it slow I wanna turn you on Feels like a loaded gun Spit out your Bubblegum I wanna...Wan
itTake this migraine everywhere I go Take the fast lane everywhere I go Take this migraine everywhere I go Someday, gonna take it slow Take this migraine everywhere I go Take the fast lane everywhere I go Take this migraine everywhere I go Someday, gonna take it slow I wanna turn you on Feels like a loaded gun Spit out your Bubblegum I wanna...Wan
And I had every color dealt we was gettin it on
I was out robbin Mexicans six in the morn'
Mom said I'd had to ep again, rip it I'm gone
Nigga get a little loony and grown, soup in the dome
Fuck me up worst when I went to the group home
[Chorus (repeat 2x) - Styles]
I said Gangstas ride (Ride with me)
Gentlemen live your life (Live it up)
Cause Gangstas die (We all gon die)
It's only a matter of time (The clock tickin)
[Styles - Verse Three]
I'm leavin out a lotta shit, nigga it's too real
My alcoholic backround, the welfare motels
Abuse that I had to take struggle at my mom's recruit
How the fuck I'm gon bomb wit you
And the cases I got up to date told you that I bust a eight
My niggas I can't name, outta state (My niggas
Surfing on a Rocket Lyrics
Time for flying rockets For silver jets For surfing bombs Surfing on a rocket Don't pray to go Please take my hand Don't get me down Surfing on a rocket I'll be back one day Just pray for me I'm on my way Surfing on a rocket 5 4 3 2 1 0 No one can stop me to go You'll never see me again
fuck with weight)Time for flying rockets For silver jets For surfing bombs Surfing on a rocket Don't pray to go Please take my hand Don't get me down Surfing on a rocket I'll be back one day Just pray for me I'm on my way Surfing on a rocket 5 4 3 2 1 0 No one can stop me to go You'll never see me again
Little brother gone but I got a baby angel
You fuckin with a dirty name, don't let these niggas change you
The present's what you get
And the past is what make the man future
I can't tell you I ain't God or lil' Superman
No there ain't a 'S' on my chest, but it's a 'D' on my block (D Blok)
And said life the deepest lesson is death
I'm determined and I'm disciplined and destined to rep
I'm a Gangsta and a Gentleman, Panero the best
When I pass I'm like gas, motherfuckers
Cause I'm a leave a stain that you'll never forget
[Chorus (repeat 2x) - Styles]
I said Gangstas ride (Ride with me)
Gentlemen live your life (Live it up)
Cause Gangstas die (We all gon die)
It's only a matter of time (The clock tickin)