Lyrics:
before pleasure
P-Diddy and the Fam, who you know do it better?
Yeah right, no matter what, we air tight
So when you hear somethin, make sure you hear
before pleasure
P-Diddy and the Fam, who you know do it better?
Yeah right, no matter what, we air tight
So when you hear somethin, make sure you hear
Lemme tell you a little story
Bout a kid by the name of shorty
First six years smooth
Ninety seven begin to worry
Treated sorry
Abused, starved,
choice and now you know what's coming
Pack your things and don't come back no more no more
Don't come back
Produced by Sly Dunbar for TAXI
-P. Barrett-
Mi tired fi every evening me go home
Me girl a tell me the same thing over and over again
Bwoy, she just keep repeating every time
was sure to go"
"The Distinguished Flying Cross upon Colonel Charles A. Lindberg"
"Panicked investors ordered their brokers to sell at whatever
Let me tell you bout a girlie who went by the name of Annabel
This ain't one that's for the weak so skip if you can't handle well
5'2 blonde hair
strong like I'm Neutron rules of the night so
I know one thing for certain two things just for sure
Got things ma I'm working I'm clean by the door
Set
to shoulder, side by side
The weight wasn't the world on our shoulders
It sure wasn't to get a degree
Was getting the girl you'd get over
And that boss fight we
If Your Aim is True
Words and Music By Lloyd Tosoff SOCAN/BMI
Verse 1
Pulled into a hotel bar
On the road to Saskatoon
It was a hot July ‘neath
damn, I really miss him
Ran up my money but still ain't happy, like, what I'm missin'?
I guess they blinded by the diamonds, the fame, and the millions
pick and roll with
I'm throwing your guard off like a low kick
And if you're not focused, you'll for sure whiff
And I'll punish til your soul lift
My
All I know is one day that Babylon will be fallen
They welcome me into Jerusalem
Eighty niggas highly crucial by Ham
I got my .45 by my side
like to be a banker
But I don't think she's really sure
Using strings just to pull things over
Really keeps the party going
I'm not sure but the history
only concern is that matters is even
Making things, you can never retrieve it
Always think of mines, you can never reprieve it
Making sometimes,
Look, so here’s the thing
I’m stuck keeping secrets that I never wanted
They lay on me deeply then come back to haunt me
And if it is one thing that
Lloyd; Recorded by Stu Frank
Verses are interchangeable with Haul Away, Joe; these are a sort of
hash from R. Greenhaus, D. Diamond, S. Hugill. First verse
started nigga
Why you had to come all the way
Over here for a father figure
All that motivation I gave you
The only thing you grasped was
To go into Clips?
she's really sure
Using strings just to pull things over
Really keeps the party going
I'm not sure but the history of Denmark
Maybe the only thing worth
Yeah
Ah
Am I dreaming, is this real life?
Did I manage to try and get by?
Why do I feel like I'm losing my mind?
The only truth I find is my life
we gone do that for our self if we all paranoid
Not sure what the truth so we fill in the void
Giving strength to those thoughts
Like they living
taking me to Marrakesh
Come on board to Woodstock
By the time we got to Woodstock
We were half a million strong
And everywhere was a song
personally i’m not for that you hit on my girl don’t like that told this man he should wait for the feedback gotta make sure i don’t miss this what you talking
tiresome things,
That we know and love,
Waiting for the beat to kick in,
But it never does,
Waiting for the beat to kick in,
But it never does,
Waiting for
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