Lyrics:
of 10cc
So many of your heroes became heroes to me
Seems so long ago but these memories live on and on
But I never said I love you cos that's not what
Through my eyes, it's like a party when we outside
By my side, I'm with the troop, and we all live
Please don't lie, you know the truth
Yeah, I'm
that afternoon
And my dog tags jingle by the monster island heart he built
Grew up with a jughead crown tilt and tardy slip
Be all you can be just
judgement
Tried by jury of my peers but where the judge went?
What will my legacy be?
Who will my enemy be?
In due time as I write this rhyme
I don't
a promise
Married to hip hop
And the maid of honor gonna be R&B
I'm fucking her too
So please hand me my condoms
Where the honeymoon in the
Mother fucking
that's left is to live a life with me
I wanna be there for you
When you want me to
Yes I say I do
Sipping rosé by the river in Paris
Finding solace in
the strength to be widowed
Now that the honeymoon's over
Grant me the privileges saved for the sailors
Condemned with you all
Goddamn you all
Condemned with you
[Cos.m.i.c]
Loop Troop 99' David vs. Goliath
CosM.I.C, Supreme, Promoe, DJ Embee
Check it out! (What?)
Hated by everyone
(There is no way that we
we are fragile and would be damaged by
An encounter with the thing we dread
The active variety is something most
Of us have experienced at
Some point
a build us a future, I'm a keep on climbin'
With our family on my back, cause that's my assignment
I'm a work overtime, make sure y'all live
But still
They don't love you no more (they don't love you no more)
They don't love you no more, nah
Bullet in the head, they wanna see my shirt red
Live by
Damn, why do these niggas be shaking my hand out in public
But dissing in private
Why do these niggas be tryna knock me off my balance, I live in
of Emilia-Romagna. It’s a warm September morning and the piazza is crowded with people, watched over by the lofty bell tower of the 12th century Basilica of San
I would shinny up the moonbeam
An' bring you a rainbow parfait
I'm sailin' along
On the wings of a song
With you by my side
Life would be
homicide's my lullaby
Hang with the homies and learned to kick it until we die
Boss players you wonder why
I live the life of a ghetto kingpin, just let me
live it)
Say I won't (and I bet I will)
Say I won't
I might do it just to show you
I might do it just to show you
I might do it just to show you
We be
STET
TROOP
'88
'88
'88
I buy my clothes at the Gap, I really know how to rap
I like root beer on tap and I'm a shorty strapped
And like
knew you'd be mine!
Music by Eddie Snyder
With lyrics by Stanley J. Kahan, 1957
drunk
I be putting on the TV
Just to keep you up
Anything I do
I wanna do that shit with you
Anything I see
I wanna show it to my boo
Any life I live
It
a state troop
We was going in for three hours
Take a break Phew
Sorry baby I'm just focused on my next moves
come next tues with another two
And get some
a honeymoon for the summer tryna
Get a six pack for it
Say I won't catch 'Crae slippin' in
The studio at like 3 AM
Autograph that fo'head with a Sharpie
Pen
birth
to man.
Raped by the wind and forced to bring life to the hundred
bastard sons.
The unholy ones will give strength for all evil to live
help)
I won’t be departed by myself (Lotta pain been felt, way more gone be dealt)
Life is in loops
Lives we lose
I had to recoup, coup
Cooped in a cube
stress just beauty in the struggle
I've been learning all day with the life that I juggle
I fix my face, I fix my fate
I pick the pace, I won't be late
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