Lyrics:
where I send thee
How shall I send thee
I'm gonna send you four by four
Four for the four that stood at the door
Three for the hebrew children
Two for
by the tracks
Knockin', knockin' doors down
Showing cuz around
Knockin' doors down, showing cuz around
Knockin', knockin' doors down
Showing cuz
Listen to the tale I tell
A haunting dream I know so well
When walking home alone one night
My path revealed by candlelight
Ahead I see an open
When i'm back on the east coast
You hold me down
And i'm followed by your ghost
All over town
And i'm scared if i let go
We're missing out
It's over
I wanna bang on the walls
Rock on the floor
I wanna party
Like the people next door
Wanna wake up the neighbors
At a quarter of four
I wanna party
I became a way too close with my only friend loneliness
Forgot that I had a door to others
I played my life as a single-player game
Remained that way
When day breaks in the city bright
Will you still be by my side
When it's dark beneath the moonlight
Are we waiting for another fight
Burning bridges
Knock Knock
Knock Knock
Okay who that at the door
Good gas on my side
And that's for shit sure
Knock Knock
Knock Knock
Okay who that the door
Choppa
Mombo wrap
Mombo wrap
This is that
Mombo wrap
Mombo wrap
Ghalil Einstein
Ooh!
Private jets and suicide doors
Lamborghini suicide doors
Yeah boy you
Knock knock knock knock
Trouble at the Door
Hip hop coming back and I'll show no more remorse
Knock knock knock knock
Trouble at the Door
Hip hop
girls don't look like much
Never judge a book by its cover
I be saying' hi to your mother
She gon' drop her pants if she said she want supper
I'm in
Why you trippin' hoe
Know you want some more
Know I got this dope
Come through, close the door
Why you trippin' hoe
Know you want some more
Know I
Wisconsin pines
Are growing through the floor
Of my vacant house
Breaking down the boards
Ripping up these wires
Cord by cord
But I still survive
down the strip on Vogues
Coming up, slamming Cadillac doors
Me and you your momma and your cousin, too
Rolling down the strip on Vogues
Coming up,
take my whole world, baby
And twist it to the right
Throw me in the air and whoop like dynamite
Baby you know anytime you can swing by
You know I like
we go to the wrasslin' matches and let off
a little steam?"
Now I'd never seen the matches before
And by the time we reached that arena door
walk in
Open up that door and let the big romance begin
Don't let the good times roll by that would be a sin
Open up that door sweet baby and let my love
by
Won't pop a wheelie in the lead
I'm gonna peddle by clutching chrome
Touching concrete like a set of tires
You gotta have cash to knock on my door
Let me go home whiskey, let me walk out that door
Let me go home whiskey, let me walk out that door
I got orders from my baby
Not to come home
Let me go home whiskey, let me walk out that door
Let me go home whiskey, let me walk out that door
I got orders from my baby
Not to come home
fighting
He took it pretty badly, she took both the kids
She said, "I'm not standing by to watch you slowly die
So watch me walking out the door
Out
close the door to my heart
Don't close the door to my love
She went up she couldn't go west
The ocean held (her) in like a breast
By a brassiere of broken
3
It closes the door to the trophy
Sin is a mess it is a nature
Some people have gotten as hobby
They dont even know it is a picture
Void by any
away, we're goin away
throw the sign on the door
we'll be back someday
we'll bust through this life, not play by the rules
the gonna recognize we won't
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