Lyrics:
feelin now?
Stuck up in my mind, one too many days, probably cuz them bars were raised way too high, oh
Drowning in my flaws, diction got me by the balls,
and he chewed off my eyebrows
And I took out his appendix and he gave me a colonic irrigation
Yes indeed, you better believe it
And somehow in
ain't talking about nothing
Making milli's in my house right by my queen, she lovely
Naw I can't just sit around, I turn shit into something
Like I know
When the lights shut off
And it's my turn to settle down
My main concern
Promise that you will sing about me
Promise that you will sing about me
sure that's necessary?
PIGLET: We must examine you.
GALAHAD: There's nothing wrong with that!
PIGLET: Please -- we are doctors.
GALAHAD: Get off
Give me liberty or give me death
I'll fight the power until my very last breath
Donald, I'm excited for this threesome
Where'd you hear about this
Move it
YOU GONNA GET YOURS!! [Flavor Flav]
[Ice Cube]
Ugh, bailed through the skylight
He spends some time, so could you give me a highlight
White boy
deserve my respect
And brains don't matter but tell me what really matters
When you pissed off at the world like you got a crazy bladder
And, momma
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
Baby"
Heh, and of course they let her go
Let me take off my shades
I know I got a lot of baggage
It's full of ladies and Mercedes, you say, "I know
at
Let you kno In Advance, if you weasel you gonna get popped
Don't want you no millies then we can not rock
I'm based off of loyalty, cream of da crop
simpering, callow and morose who let you in? if I
Knew, then I could
Get out the murder you see is a mystery to me
Dear Mister Muse fellow of wit
simpering, callow and morose who let you in? if I knew, then I could get out the murder you see is a mystery to me
Right Voice (Reed, Yule)
Dear Mister Muse
it
Yeah, it turns me on
Alright, hold tight
I'm a highway star, yeah
Nobody gonna take my girl
I'm gonna keep her to the end
Nobody gonna take
Rob and his crew
Now tell me, what the fuck am I supposed to do?
Ya know, that's why
(Love's gonna get you, love's gonna get you)
(Love's gonna
of law, if the industry cut me off
If the government want me dead, plant cocaine in my car
Would you judge me a drug-head or see me as K. Lamar?
Rob and his crew
Now tell me, what the fuck am I supposed to do?
Ya know, that's why
(Love's gonna get you, love's gonna get you)
(Love's gonna
start screeching so i cut through an alley
Hop a few fences but he still blastin at me
Made it to the pad but i had to stop and breathe
Take one puff
mother (mama)
I admit that I asked her how am I gonna get the world off my shoulder (oh)
She said son, don't you lose it (lose it)
Sometimes you gotta
Nothing's gonna change my love for you
Don't hold back
You can meet me in the room where the kisses ain't free
You gotta pay with your body
Not really
blood a stone
So if you want to push, I'm a shove
If you want to spar we can do it no gloves
And if you're gonna run at me you better do it hard
'Cause I
While I'm seeing right through you let me relieve you all of your
Figures seating screeching, never believing you niggas (come on)
Go head and babble,
coming, so you have to get in my way
Don't you think I've better things to do?
Just step down, I've got nothing to say
But you still wanna talk to me
I cut
good
Turn it, Turn it, Turn it, Turn it
Turn it real good
Your steady sitting there scheming planning deceiving
Thinking you gonna catch me off guard
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