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-Five, Long Island, iced-out in an MVB monsta
Island escaped from MCC
By any
Means, many fiends akin to toast
flying high by my side
L O V E
Do you wanna ride in my car
I’m saying
L O V E
Do you wanna get down in my car
So if you want it you got it
Don’t let it go
awake and half in dreams
On a Sunday
Sunday night
Walkin all alone in the streets
On a Sunday
Sunday night
But then an angel passed me by
A little angel
in the venison
America might get bedside critical
Sweating in her X-eye, death by dinner bell
Indignance and diligence loudly
How’d she work for
all the business
Keep it goin' the second right to the minute
I'm be livin' in a vision, that never was really finished
If I ever went and fucked with
Your flight is departing in ten seconds
Y'all better hop on board
Let's go
We taking off
Really want ride with me
You know you have to be
Stuck in
the uncertain memory
Of a stranger's mistaken kiss
And faces slide by in glowing shadows
Like snowbound ghosts that go up and down
In epileptic shivers
faith, hold it down across state
You know, fitted hat, Tommy shorts to match
Lay back, executioner of rap, that bring stat
Face the phat, tattoo on my arm,
While a camera man creates news and shoves it down our throats on the West Bank,
With a 10 second clip put on constant loop to provoke US angst.
So
home by the phone
Talking to the person's unknown
Take me to another zone
This is my life on the phone
Well I feel like Donald Duck
Sold my eyes
second time ya had to kiss her goodnight
Outside the motorcycle devils
Rev for the cruise
Buddha's in the alley, working the Rue
Ping, ping-a-rain
My first thought this morning, man it sure is raining
I just washed the car, oh yeah, the oil needs changing
Bet it took ten seconds for you
Karrington, ice rock gritty
Carly doh on flowin tea flashers, Acapolco how my sign seen
Second to catch it
First I feel it when I peel it
In the hall wit my
Nine, ten, we're out to kill again
Straight from the burning flames of hell
A place where all assassins dwell
Pur back on earth to destroy all
first, cause it's time for the second verse
You want to withdraw? Then don't stall, cause it's getting worse
I gotta show off my stuff
If it's a 40 I'll
to catch
Years have gone and can't come back
So now I've closed my eyes
Closing seconds of our time
See the shore light up night sky
See the beach
put my cards down and hit these..hot buttons
"-Matty?- it's matt let me ask you something mate
I just come from london you know we're meeting with
breasteses
It's the legendary M.O.P
We put it down everywhere we go - but you don't hear me though
[Hook - repeat 2X]
Stand clear!
Notice ain't nuttin
and don't know where the fuck to go
So quit tryin' to pretend
'Cause you'll get broke down by a nigga named Ren
So peep it out real slow
Next time you about
cramping my style I'm laming em, Twin four four spit from my jaw, I'm aiming em...Like pure focus to complete this mission, spilt second timing with real
roller coaster
On the same ole track
Oh
Let me sober up for a second chance
At this new found
Love for You
It's the liquor every time
Ten - four buddy
Put
niggas we outside today
Road trips with Brotha Blu and B.A.N.K.$.
They think we from the A
Up and down Edgewood networking making plays
I'm just tryna make
maybe ya could even light a spark
I just got my eyebrows trimmed
And now i look 25 again
My boys are not 5 and 10 their 10 and 8
And neither are ever
Down in the gutter is my home
Rejected - Neglected
Infected with the will to kill – I’m falling
Corroded - Devoted
But there's a chance to win some
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