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noche con ojos tecolote

[Ives]
Yeah to the left side we will past the doche
Ridin most high to light up the noche

Chorus
Come over to my garden, let's listen to the trees
Swaying to the rhythm set up by the breeze
I'd like to play you new songs that I wrote on my
I didn't come in here to fight
I didn't come to ruin your night
I came to see the future mister me
I didn't come to mess things up
I only want
(Brewster-Neeson-Brewster)
Blue master Thatcher got a well laid plan
To make himself a singularly self-made man
New Paris shirt, Ives Saint Laurent
up his sleeve, then nothing is cool

Moses went walking with the staff of wood (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Newton got beaned by the apple good (yeah,
Her name is Bobbie Lee and she's movin'
She's gotta make her dream come true
Some might said she took a dead wrong turn
But she took the only road
like a band
Mister Cee got a master plan
Hit it!

Who is the man with the master plan?

Whooo! yeah, warm it up, Cee uh!
C'mon now, make it
there's nothing up his sleeve, then nothing is cool

Moses went walking with the staff of wood (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Newton got beaned by the apple
His name is Mister Snow,
And an up-standed man is he.
He comes home every night in his round-bottomed boat,
With a net full of herring from
Started rubbing my eyes
When I heard the birds talk
Hey mister sleep you're gonna
Have to take walk
But nothing has as much power to
Make me
to sink my fuckin' battleship 
Turnin' on his flashers  callin' up the dogs 
Now my Lexus Coupe is flex surrounded by the hogs 
Snatchin' out my seats,
there's nothing up his sleeve, then nothing is cool.

Moses went walking with the staff of wood.  Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Newton got beaned by the apple
to himself and he cussed

He left Sacramento early that mornin'
With a sackful of mail for St. Joe
Had to outrun some outlaws outside Carson City
By
there's nothing up his sleeve, then nothing is cool.

Moses went walking with the staff of wood.  Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Newton got beaned by the apple
Hey mister can you help me
I'm a loner on the run
I'm just looking for tomorrow
And I ain't gonna hurt no one

I jumped headfirst into a bottle
to be junk
Got lyrical fuck up, I'm Mr. War War

What's your name?
Silkk, The Shocker
What's your alias?
Mister!
What's your thing?
I'm a made man nigga!
(boy)
man (man)
toy boy 

Turn around
stand up like a man and look me in the eye.
Turn around
take one final look at what you've left behind.
Then
you have ever known
Yes walk away
You're telling me that you can make it on your own
By yourself all alone without my help
Mister you just made a big
got everything I need inside
Think I'll stop and fill it up for the ride
Man said that be twenty dollars
Mister, by the way how's your health
I said
name, Mr. Ives Well, I'ma roll this Erica to let me fingers twitch
(Who the motha'fuck are you man?)
'Cause the lower Eastside's up in this bitch and

I
the man that was really important 
Who lived down the street in a Air Jordan 
Ride to the fellow Mister Rogers and hoes 
Drove a 500 sittin on Lorenzoes
the man that was really important 
Who lived down the street in a Air Jordan 
Ride to the fellow Mister Rogers and hoes 
Drove a 500 sittin on Lorenzoes
the man that was really important 
Who lived down the street in a Air Jordan 
Ride to the fellow Mister Rogers and hoes 
Drove a 500 sittin on Lorenzoes
Here's a story of falling in love with a man of too many shades
At the blink of an eye I see his color change
It's enough to make me go insane
and the night is young
Four day weekend, time to have some fun
D.j.'s scutter up, drop them joints
Everybody's been waiting to dance and make noise
B-boys,