Jorge Alvarez - I'm Kurious lyrics

* I'm Kurious!!! * (2X) "I wanna know what's on your mind.." [Kurious] One two check, start the an*lysis Why am I placed, in a situation wack as this? Enquiring minds want to know; Kurious Jorge Creativity from the mind and then so At times I think I'm nice, clutch my genitalia With the type of rhymes, that'll derail ya Train of thought, 2-3 Uptown On the iron horse, self esteem slows down A humble type of fella, I count my blessings troop But I'm countin more blessings than I count loot Got a heart full of kindness, pocket full of lint balls Everywhere I go yo, try and avoid the pitfalls (damn) I understand, things don't come easy Try to stay away from those who's sleazy Ways portrays it reflects on the business I wanna know (why Jorge?) cause I'm Kurious * I'm Kurious!!! * (4X) "I wanna know what's on your mind.." [Kurious] Am I to think I'm all that cause my rocket's on the rise? (Hell no) With the surface, I still got ties Besides what goes up, has got to come down I know the day'll come when I'm broke and back around My old block cool, cause I love everyone From my man Big Tone on down to Little Damien And then I'm thinkin of the past, remiscin on a 40 Alcoholism started back when I was shorty I praise the Lord, my soul to keep And think of how peaceful it is when I sleep Cold lampin in my rest, all the stress and pain Combination for success, razor and a vain? (chill) Maybe.. but my inner self saves me Got me in control, when I'm feelin crazy Peace to my mother, you know I love ya And to my dog Sampson, I love you too * I'm Kurious!!! * (4X) "I wanna know what's on your mind.." "On the streets, Kurious like Jorge!" -] Pete Nice [Kurious] Verse three rolls around, situation's brighter Easin on the breaks, subject matter's lighter Kurious Jorge, with a J not a G A smooth flowin brother and I brought forth the Style that flexes, from here to Texas Don't own a Lexus, so opposite s**es Commence to diss - why must you be material? Dissed it cause I flipped it and I ate ya like cereal Sex ain't literal, no clitoral stimulation From the tongue, just a rhyme well brung First cla** delivery like a Fed-Ex folder As I look back in the days, I never was a Casanova type brother, Valentino lover Nor the fly guy but hey well I tried Damn hard I must add, listen and trust dad When he told me, "Yo Jorge, youse a cool mother.." * I'm Kurious!!! * (7X)