Lyrics:
aloft Excalibur from the bosom of
the water signifying by Divine Providence that I, Arthur, was to
carry Excalibur. [singing stops] That is why I am your
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sweet soul music by arthur conley
do you like good music
yeah yeah
that sweet soul music
yeah yeah
just as long as it's swinging
guidance is protection at its best Angels flocking to the boy, and painted silhouettes
Don't judge a man by the way he gonna dress
Nike sweatsuits been
nothin'
Boy get your feet off my motherfuckin' sofa
He point the blicky, but he gonna bluff it
Niggas know 'round my way get ugly
Them two Conley Road
and the Eauzone crew
On the streets of Water I'm known as Evan C.
But on this track you can call me Killer Bee
716 is where I reside
With my roommate Arthur, what
the talking
Come out all guns blazing like Arthur Morgan
School of grime a passed with flying Colours
Flinging out bars a stack em by dozen
Each one of your
the bullseye
I been down bad in the field with no cliques barely gettin' by
Came up from nothin' and when I progressed my nigga come look at my eyes
Like you
The thing is, real legends aren't born by achieving a great feat once
After the first time, you are expected to do it again
And again
And again
Said
In a land the Spanish once had called the Northern Mystery,
Where rivers run and disappear the mustang still is free.
By the Devil's wash
Oh, me and my cousin one Arthur McBride
As we went a-walking down by the seaside
Now mark what followed and what did betide
For it being on Christmas
Not gonna worry I'm safe
Imma bout to stay in my place
You can come say it to my face better Yet
Go say it to the one who saves Cause!!!
Fine by me
Boy
Wagon Wagon
"If I'm gonna die
I'm going out riding the wagon"
[Violent J]
Hear it comes, the horrifying midnight wagon
Saggin, laggin, dead bodies
fate (Me)
I wanna eat cake, have it too (Uh huh)
Never gonna change my attitude (Never)
Not mad at you
I don’t care enough
You gone stare or what (Come
me the wrist is froze
Like toes on a body in the morgue
They were all put there by the squad
Look here I'm the God on the mic
On the track
Like Arthur
In a land the Spanish once had called the Northern Mystery,
Where rivers run and disappear the mustang still is free.
By the Devil's wash
him and the t-shirt guy say by the edge of the pool
And when the girl who was really skinny
(and insensitive to climatic changes)
Took off her clothes
by struggle
It's so hard being humble
Gotta keep a small huddle
Step on necks like a puddle
In the end, that's what it comes to
Fuck they feelings, I'm
touch me now
I don't want to live without you
Nothing's gonna change my love for you
You oughta know by now how much I love you
One thing you can be
vocals)
Ed Mann (percussion)
Arthur Barrow (bass, vocals)
Vinnie Colaiuta (drums)
Bamboozled by love,
Oh lord, the shit done hit the fan
Bamboozled by love
The best guidance is protection at it's best
Angels flocking to the boy as painted silhouettes
Don't judge a man by the way he gonna dress
Nike sweat
buy in stores
So don't trap your core
And don't crash your Porsche
You need it by your side like a warriors horse
Cause this is the you that is you that
on
Hoping for a better season
Need to keep moving till the day my change comes
Man is never, ever, ever gonna back out
Man is never, ever, ever gonna give up
Henchmen
Elites in a session, closed doors discretion
What kind of shit is that the people need to question
Dear Barrack, what's up with the change?
Cuz
mother fuckin crime scene
Knowing the truth will get you hung Epstein
So use use some mother fucking visene
The word is run by sickos look at Weinstein
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