Lyrics:
had to vision myself
In a centre roulette
I'm in the moment
Can't see when I'm zoning
When I'm passing by
Man I'm leavin em frozen
Open my journey
So
threat so I approached him,
With due care..
"Ah Mr Pip" he said out loud,
"We've been awaiting you, my name is Elwood P. Dowd",
Now just what he meant by
Solo Flight
It’s like I’m a pilot on a solo flight
Nobody around
It’s just me and the words I write
Crazy to think
About the journey I’ve taken
But
awkward when I groove
But with you I just knew the moves
Yeah
I don't gotta rehearse
It's just like when I'm out here singing the blues
Yeah
Is it fun in
integrity (In that belt called creativity)
But it's not a black corpse, snuffed by a cold world, I keep warm
By burning dead bodies smelling the beats
Everybody, put ya hands to tha ceiling
Shake ya body,body, move ya body,body
Groove with me, if ya ready to partay!
Chorus
I'm in tha house by at least six
an album, now I put another need to rest
You said I miss you, let's get together
But you missed all of your chances to stay by my side
And when I go and pop
Dingle Balls ready he's gonna attack
Way up to the moon, wavy baby slide Man, we vibin' with the groove
New channel new vids, we a whole new groove
You
knew that
I'm Marty McFly with these albums, fam
And the new album be the almanac
Back to the future with it
I've got a MAC full of music in it
I go HAM
Tell me, do you have a clue of what to do
Can you groove to this smooth tune, you must presume
It's important, for you to follow this creation
that's a no no (No no)
He going to see the texts that I sent you (Sent you)
And all the different places that we been to (Been to)
(Yea)
By the way, where
involves me comin' up with just to see another day
Might be me who bites the bullet
In these streets where a man journey
With crooked cops and a society
packin' pieces and kill things
Drop you like a bad connection, you know it's the real thing
With stains on your shirt, screamin' out "It hurt"
First you
Wind in my hair, I was there
I remember it all too well
Photo album on the counter, your cheeks were turnin' red
You used to be a little kid with
And before the journey
We was kicking doors and
Whipping stolen cars
Them Yungins Walk with Buku sticks so it ain’t shit to go to war
Big Bro still locked
and Bryce
My groove theory is that when you too cheery
They try to bring you down to the level they at
Well when they are all unhappy, then it gets
cleared through the night
my niggaz movin with the skirts
in the boxes, houseshoes, and slingshot t-shirts
its gettin late, I'm runnin out of gas
so Warren
the people
When it comes to bars, I'm the next Grim Reaper
Come follow my words, no Polo on the t-shirt
If I really wanted to, I could make you feel my hurt
called buffoonery
But I'm a true mc what's a black nation minus unity
This beat crazy dope get ya groove on
Chumps move wrong they getting chewed on
Shirts
Artist: DJ Envy f/ Jay-Z
Album: Blok Party Vol. 1
Song: H.O.V.A.
Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash
[Jay-Z] + (DJ Envy)
Yo uh, dim
a sweet one, keep a real-life cookie
I hate fake tan, why' you looking like Snooki
I need a melanin, with the fattest booty
Swing that shit to my bro,
man one sound
Journey in love with the way choppa sound
Feeling like Floyd shoot the shit twelve rounds
"Frank Luc" fur tell a bitch wipe me down
1 Way
yeah
[And let me tell ya girl I'm a party animal see?
Word and I need a man that can hang with this thing
You know what I'm sayin'?
shit happens at this pace
And in a few months a new album for your mates
Only few months wait, only few months late
Peace
And I walked in here
With my
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