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Bottle, Bottle (Jim Ed Brown) · Owen/Into It. Over It. [Split EP] (Empress Of) · At Home with Owen (Owen) · Owen (Owen) · The Nashville Sound: Owen Bradley (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Owen/The City On Film [Split] (Owen) · Owen (Owen) · Owen/Into It. Over It. [Split EP] (Into It. Over It.) · At Home with Owen (Owen) · Songs and Story: Jake and the Never Land Pirates (The Never Land Pirate Band) – and 90 other albums »


when I thought all the movies were real
I miss my ouma sitting reading Danielle Steel
I miss the first childs play and Jurassic Park
I miss Jake
got me mad cause they a bunch of fagots
Starting shit in my hood, I can't have it
Yo High, get the 40-cali stainless, Jake is still out
Let's make it
take my bitch around the globe
Hawaii, hand glidin' in the mountains, shittin' on these hos
Rare bottles by the barrel
Poppin' Giuseppe tags like it's
Noreaga(chorus)
Cuban connection,flexin,wilin,sippin crystal by the gallon ,Queens
stalion
(Royal Flush-No doubt)
Iced down medallions
(Royal Flush-What's it
[Chorus: Noreaga:]
Cuban connection, flexin', willin', sippin' Crystal by the gallon, Queens stallion
(Royal Flush, no doubt)
Iced down medallions
(Royal
Yo, release what's in me
Besides the Henny, it's eyes that's seen plenty
Fiends get skinny as if Queens was a Craig Jenny
Instead of diet plans
have to 

Praying no car speeds by for me to crash to 

Steering wheel in my hand 

Trying to hold it steady 

Anything in my way is dead 

Cause
rearview, if they stop me I hope they lock me

Instead they speed ahead
Yo n**** watch me

[Chorus]
I'm drunk by myself, gun under my seat
I don't want
by the Burger King
Young love, but we thought it was eternity
Raw sex, never thought about paternity
But now this cunt is trying to murder me
take my bitch around the globe
Hawaii, hand glidin' in the mountains, shittin' on these hos
Rare bottles by the barrel
Poppin' Giuseppe tags like it's
metro
Plus I pack a cannon, up under my marple cannon

They fake, they look like money but ain't worth half the cake
Have me runnin' from Jake, in a GS
on empty, sellin yola hoping that the jakes dont get me
Cause when I leave the crib man that thang go wit' me
My nigga from the jets got stained for a 50
, Generation Next 
Droppin' fast who's next, next to get wet 
By the reign of the tech-knowledgy, follow me 
Open up wide now, swallow me, every calorie 
Is
dude slangin' pack by the border
I love my life, I live it twice, 'cause it's up to me sorta
You a fool with a mental disorder, and it's probably your
float funny when you surfin' the water 
I'm that dude slangin' pack by the border 
I love my life, I live it twice, cause it's up to me sorta 
You
[Chorus: Ghostface Killah]
Jeans, hoods, guns, crack

[Ghostface Killah]
Visions of me swallowing crack, being chased by jake
And the sound of the razor
can't feed myself how I'mma feed you?
How I'mma ride with this tank on empty, sellin yola hoping that the jakes dont get me
Cause when I leave the crib
and a nice pair of kegs 
Hmm, Mr. Goodbar style
You haven't met a guy like me in a while
I jump out a cake, dance, play, shake I ain't got no Body By Jake
bonin' out
Yeah you know it, Bobby told me before
Keep the heat by the side of the door 
Ready for military war
Numerous cats, niggas is uterus
Who
know
Wu will blow like yayo, lay low
Plus cooling in Barbados
Ricans be giving me much shit to touch shit
Stay cool Papa, see you with enough shit
Back
cinematic
Noise in the attic, bang out with the automatics
It's hood politics that bring the hunger back
I'm straight chopping wood, call me the lumberjack
on the creep down by Vick's weed spot(So what! )
Made a U-ey up the hill plus a change of plans
I had to hurry back so I could warn my man

Ya had me stressin
a jake on the creep down by Vicks weed spot(so what)
Made a you-ey up the hill plus a change of plans
I had to hurry back so I could warn my man

Ya
please excuse me sir 

Place down your bottle 

I didn't mean to step upon your eypps throttle 

And get her overheated ready to be treated 

For
to the cross
[N] Now Stoute started hating me, hanging with my enemies
[L] They ask everyday on my block
[L] How did I survive in ? by keeping it gangsta, why