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The World of Marilyn Monroe: Heat Wave (Marilyn Monroe) · Marilyn: The Essential Marilyn Monroe (Marilyn Monroe) · Marilyn: The Essential Marilyn Monroe (Marilyn Monroe) · There's No Business Like Show Business [Prism] (Frank Sinatra) · Irving Berlin: There's No Business Like Show Business [Original Motion Picture Soundtra (Hutchinson, Hutch) · There's No Business Like Show Business! [Highlights] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Broadway Showstoppers: There's No Business Like Show Business (Hutchinson, Hutch) · There's No Business Like Show Business [Legacy Box] (Frank Sinatra) · There's No Business Like Show Business: The Best of Broadway (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Irving Berlin: There's No Business Like Show Business [Original Motion Picture Soundtra (Irving Berlin) – and 90 other albums »


to get back home
I'd rather die before I wake
Like Marilyn Monroe
And you could throw my dreams out in the street
And let the rain make 'em grow

Now
don't want to hear no more
Pushes to the rear she pulls the cord 
And he chases her to the door
Got off the bus 
And then she said

This business of love
a bronco

Runnin my own show
And pullin the look a like Marilyn Monroe hoes
And me and Bo got together
Made sense

Spent many nights in Mt. Clemens
What's he building in there?
What the hell is he building in there?
He has subscriptions to those magazines
He never waves when he goes by

And he's
killing me
My second pack of cigarettes
It's a slow night but there's time yet
Here comes John from his other life
He may be driving to his wife
But
so Marilyn Monroe
It's funny how that makes me wanna smash the phone
I wonder if JFK ever felt this way

All alone, like summer when it snows
So
a four
And I smoke cigars, it ain't just for the show
I'm blessed from the do', and known for my stidile
I send a nigga baby mamma home with a smidile
a four
And I smoke cigars, it ain't just for the show
I'm blessed from the do', and known for my stidile
I send a nigga baby mamma home with a smidile
, racketeering
Smuggling, doing things from handing a gun,is what they fearing
Bodyguards and hitmen like some Al Capone shit
Heavy artillery got the cops on my
the body like heat wave we'll work you
Till you're purple, till you feel the pain
I'm a shine, keep it live, baby feel the flame

From top to bottom, cut
feet up on the table 
Next to the chicken bones 
He seemed to show no feelings 
Picking corn out from his teeth 
Police down at the motel
smoke cigars, it ain't just for the show
I'm blessed from the do', and known for my stidile
I send a nigga baby mamma home with a smidile
You can have
right now is a hustle like no other
One of grand proportions, can you dig it?
Now what we gon' do is
We gon' show all you petty hustlas out there
How
around prospects strikers bikers
Cruel in a duel, a bull fueled with nitrous
Oxide thoughts fly by like a rock slide
Not a far cry from a glorified
deep as fuck , forty fifty Samoans , they knowin┬┤ when D-Bo was
50 , Tweezy , Obie there won't be no hoe in us , they pop shit like they gon┬┤ do shit
Come by the office when there's no one but me around
I'll buzz you right up when everyone else has shut down
It's nice and quiet and it's nobody's
tread on us and tell us how to run our lives
No matter where you go
Everyone would like to know
Can Washington D.C. mind the store?
Is there a soul
(morning)
I just got on the radio
It's a positive moment
It's something like
Just the perfect moon
Sonic the waves glaze
For days
In the sunlight haze
smoke cigars, it ain't just for the show
I'm blessed from the do', and known for my stidile
I send a nigga baby mamma home with a smidile
You can have
Hold this close to your chest, no one can know
He won't let his feelings show
He keeps them under wraps, although
They would love to flow 

What he
you see before you right now is a hustler like no other
One of grand proportions, can you dig it? Haha
Now what we gon' do here, we gon' show you
gorgeous face, amazed by lip gloss
Cherry cent, when the princess spoked yo it bounced off
Mole like Marilyn Monroe, threw a rose in her mouth
Wherever
amazed by lip gloss
Cherry cent, when the princess spoked yo it bunched off
Mole like Marilyn Monroe, threw a rose in her mouth
Wherever God go will be
ripened and rottened in our puberty
Two kindred spirits bound by destiny
Well now I was smart but I lacked ambition
Johnny was wild with no inhibition
to lick the shot from the porch of my block
And when the gun spray stops there's no information for cops
Nigga I'm heartless some say I role wit the forces