Lyrics:
mental, hustle, get the weed to spark
Niggas outside, all day, even after dark
Niggas hustle hard, like the Gods don't believe in God
Cocaine central,
day by day (Okay) taking it day by day (Okay)
Taking it day by day I promise I'm bout to be making my way (Yeah yeah)
I promise I'ma take it somewhere
(Cash, Cash, Ya)
(Ya, Shout out Enzo)
Got a Glock I make it sing like a Jonas
Rob a nigga take his bitch as a bonus
Gassin' every day I'm more than
your life
It's all in your mind
Make a few bob
Then cut a few ties
It's an Eye for an eye
Eye for an eye
Eye for an eye, yeah
Eye for an eye
Eye for
Lost my celly
In my coffee
Then got yelled at
By miss bossy
If my luck doesn't change
I'll be out of my brain by tonight
When your head's out
all day day day
I want to do do do nothing all day day day
I want to do do do nothing all day day day
Sit in a room
With an old computer
Moving
greener than the Grinch
Jammin', jammin'
Jammin' like Bob Marley's cousin
You'd think I’m Jamaican when
I get to puffin’ got the munchies
Pussy in my
nothing
But it's something, such a shame
So caught up in the fantasy
Humanity has made a love story out of tragedy
But there is no romance in life
nothing
But it's something, such a shame
So caught up in the fantasy
Humanity has made a love story out of tragedy
But there is no romance in life
that?
BEN
(In the darkness BRIAN just makes out an emaciated figure, suspended on the
wall, with his feet off the ground, by chains round his wrists.
Can't Take My Eyes Off You / Going Out Of My Head (Live)
唱：葉麗儀
曲：Bob Crewe / Bob Gaudio / Teddy Randazzo / Bobby Weinstein
詞：Bob Crewe / Bob Gaudio
Hook:2x
This gone make ya bob ya head & groove & this gone lift ya spirits up that's true & this gone make ya wanna 2 step & move said this gone be
yea pass me the cup bro,
huuh,
Yeah hop out the benz ,am getting racks all day ,
for those niggas hating on me, am on my way,
tryna get all my
promise you we 'gon get out of the trenches
They say it's forbidden, but i don't listen, driven by my intuition
(One day, one day, one day, one day)
What if
like Jimi Hendrix, my hero, I realised, wait these songs of his
Some of them they're written by Bob Dylan
Maybe I should be listening to that guy more
It
mothers
And black mothers need sons
Not children that's been killed by guns
It's, just another form of slavery, a modern day lynchin'
The others get
time, those friends
We knew one day we’d say
Back then, do you remember that day?
In the spring on highway eight
Bob drove his car into the ditch
Eddie
Nah hold on I like that I like that I like that
This the type of beat that make you wanna bob ya head
( I like that yeah I like that, I like that
them niggas you can stay there (You can stay there)
My kids in her mouth like a day care
This money in the way I can't even see you (I can't even see
and letting it out
The only chair in a very big crowd
Dragged out by its legs
Screaming in vowels
Brushed from the mouth up
Ducted in defunct guts and cut loud
Lebron, I'm payin' Dwyane Wade
Three dice Cee-lo, three-card Monte
Labor Day Parade, rest in peace Bob Marley
Statue of Liberty, long live the World
and day
And even Crosby too with his bo bo bo bo be do
Tried to get Irene to hit the hay
Well I guess they finally sang her off to slumber
They must
Irene and pay for your bed
Wake up Irene or folks will think your dead
Lot's of guitar pickers by the dozen
Sang goodnight Irene all night and day
star
To get hit by a moving car
Or drown in my own vomit
Soul is tarnished, gotta ruin her
And no one told me there'd be days like this
Sad face, I'll be
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