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to fly,
Run out of gas while we're in the sky.
Automatic pilot and x-ray spex,
We were kissing in the cockpit when the airplane wrecked. 

Everything I
to fly,
Run out of gas while we're in the sky.
Automatic pilot and x-ray spex,
We were kissing in the cockpit when the airplane wrecked. 

Everything I
and Montego Bay 

You know its a pity that 

y'all look like idiots 

Yo boo let me know when I should rip this cat 

[Nicole Ray  Verse 1] 

My man  he
am I bombarded with distress?
My old friends, haven't seen them since I don't know when
But I can send them a signed eight by ten
My sweetheart she
and Montego Bay 

You know its a pity that 

y'all look like idiots 

Yo boo let me know when I should rip this cat 

[Nicole Ray  Verse 1] 

My man  he
hesitate 
Time and time I search to find 
That opening cliche 

[Chorus]
If you could only read my mind 
You'd see that I am struggling 
Line by line
and Montego Bay 

You know its a pity that 

y'all look like idiots 

Yo boo let me know when I should rip this cat 

[Nicole Ray  Verse 1] 

My man  he
and Montego Bay 

You know its a pity that 

y'all look like idiots 

Yo boo let me know when I should rip this cat 

[Nicole Ray  Verse 1] 

My man  he
boos-hoot pop, another brother drops
He barely knew his pops, 
now his little seed will barely know his pops
Tunnel vision like a cyclops
I give you x-ray
Bear With Me Lord

Written by Ray Scott & Phillip Moore


Sunday mornin', ten A.M.

My mouth is dry and my blood's runnin' thin

I know where I
Part punk part god almighty
Part fuck you part Mr. X ray eyes
- I didn't choose to be
Shouting for a living, it happened
Something snapped; and I
man Polo promotion
And I can't wait to go out and hear some

[Chorus] 
Jumping music, swift d.j.'s
Smoke machines and laser rays
Look out weekend
(Ray Tyson)
Postal border was makin' me mad
So I get up in my cruiser, broke out of the pad
Rolled to the West Side to check out my boys
Twenty
chorus (x4)
Say yeah!
Come on ya!

Here I am, here I am
Where you at?
I be the ruff cat with a back and the napsack
Takeing all the shorties out with
a newborn
The pain's too strong maybe my soul's trying to move on
They hook me to the I.V., put me through some X-Rays
Gave me Demerol to kill the pain
Just when I feel alone inside
Baby I miss you and
That's when I come to realize
Why I am and why I act this way
Into my eyes like a ray
You can feel it from a distance 
Like a nuclear bomb
She knows she's looking good 
With the new dress on
And all the guys with the X-ray eyes
to stay
Cause I am your woman

[Chorus]
More than anything
More than a diamond ring with a stone in pink 
You're been more to me lately
You mean more
soul is led to rest
The landscape is so enchanting, I'm spellbound by the light.
(What is happening to me?)[Repeat: x1]

The dream is taking me
the only one I ever told about hate,
Why the gate is closed,
Some people say the emperor's got no clothes.

Ray Ban Aviators on the presidents eye's
gentle as sun rays 
Calm as a cool breeze
Flowing through your mind with ease
It seems that you want to be more than friends
But all I want to do is
Just when I feel alone inside
Baby I miss you and
That's when I come to realize
Why I am and why I act this way
Into my eyes like a ray
sour loss
collective soul, collective well

Chorus (x2):
Now do you know how I feel tonight?
Now can't you see I'm surreal tonight?
See how I shine I
surreal
I got imaginary friends
An imaginary life
An imaginary wife
And a real knife
Out of here by next weekend
Hung over on the dresser with my
heard the rumors for myself, Z-Ro signed for ten
Here I am, it ain't safe to come outside again
For the record, fuck everybody I ain't got no friend