Lyrics:
Ayo real talk, 6ix
As soon as you played me this joint I already knew
Yo this some fucking, Last Call shit
And it got me hella excited 'cause I
the time he arrived in New
York City he was so weakend by tuberculosis. It was necessary for him to
have a cot in the recording studio so that he might rest
The years go by so fast
I thought that it would last
But now I'm dancing with
The Ghost of Christmas Past
The years go by so fast
I thought they would
to you courtesy
Of a sound board cassette
Recording of a December
1989 show at London's Astoria "Breed"
(then called "Immodium") and "Polly" (the big
Rock
and the parcels
'cause all our homes and offices got
Stacks of mail last June, ow! Ha! Ha!
When it was my birthday anyway
We're all dead pleased by the way
You've
was originally
Scheduled to be released last
Year, but it was pushed back
By Meek's label, Atlantic
After he was sentenced to
Six months in prison
(He
recording
Everything a game, I'm just glad I never forfeit
I swear this life all that I wanted
She want a ride, but her texts, I'm not responding
Life
am I to stop it
We just met last week
But now we out shopping
Now she's at home and she Disney binge watching
She got drunk with her friends
Now she's
Transcribed by Robin Hood
These lyrics were transcribed from the specific recording mentioned above
and do not necessarily correspond with lyrics from other
recording new shit then I've
Got to like stall her out
For a second because she makes me
Too happy shit won't work out
On the final verse of the last
Song
blast from the past! A blast from the past! A blast from the past!" "Baby, you're the greatest."
"From Sun Recording artist, Elvis Presley"
"I'd
hear you moaning and groaning
We're recording it sing by name while you're screaming we're recording it
Baby you're my next single we're recording it
I
the last place I'm going to let myself think about you
I just got out of therapy
And I am walking home from work
My...my roommate's gone for the weekend, so
Lord have mercy, Jesus Christ
He’s just nice, he just slice like a ginsu
Look at the life that I been through
We the last real niggas alive
That’s
wrong choices and praying we make it home
Look
Late nights for me sitting by my lone
Thinking to my self I had to get up in my zone
Running with them
dig up out my grave to assure it balanced out
I'm a cold blooded, soul hunting, bone crushing motherfucker
No one'll go running home cuz I'm coming for
the younger generation knew it would last
Time's gone by, the beat goes on
But every time I hear it Lord it takes me home
I was raised on rock, I got
one funny mothafucka
A true comedian, you gotta love him, you gotta trust him
I might be buggin', infomercials and no sleep
Introverted by my
it would pass
But the younger generation they knew it would last
Time gone by, the beat goes on
And every time I hear it, it takes me home
I was
it would pass
But the younger generation they knew it would last
Time gone by, the beat goes on
And every time I hear it, it takes me home
I was
say
She's got the greatest ears in town
She's there at every studio
The first to come, the last to go
Sometimes they take her home
But she always wakes
my bed
Wishing I was dead
Dead
When I'm with her I can't see
Blinded by the things in me
The fight I have inside
(Inside of me)
If you gave me one last
the brightest star
The last one star
That's not bad that's not good that's a fact oh-oh (fact fact fact fact)
She's so bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad hoe (bad
the younger generation knew it would last
Time's gone by, the beat goes on
But every time I hear it Lord it takes me home
I was raised on rock, I got
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