Lyrics:
Waiting around a crew of thugs
That parade in blue and yelling 'cause
(Whats up? 'Cuz)
Ate by selling drugs
'38 snub in the waist, in case fools lose
got your bike I can't let you pop Willy
Y'all saw me at Kanye's third album with my cap no cap
My cousin Zu chilling in the stands with the Pack
And he
has been waiting
My soul anticipating your love, your love, your love
Ladies and gentlemen,
I have the pleasure to present on my album
Mr. Dizzy
has been waiting
My soul anticipating your love, your love, your love
Ladies and gentlemen,
I have the pleasure to present on my album
Mr. Dizzy
has been waiting
My soul anticipating your love, your love, your love
Ladies and gentlemen,
I have the pleasure to present on my album
Mr. Dizzy
has been waiting
My soul anticipating your love, your love, your love
Ladies and gentlemen,
I have the pleasure to present on my album
Mr. Dizzy
want to pull me in
I ask myself that same question over and over again
It's a small world my girl, I'm smashing a friend
Ain't no love lost might
wide world was ruled by signs and symbols
Cranked the hi-hat, took your chick to bingo
Got her caught up on all the lingo
Some are tasked with
the whole wide world was ruled by signs and symbols
Cranked the hi-hat, took your chick to bingo
Got her caught up on all the lingo
Some are tasked with
it when we touch
Hit the back make you clutch
Got you calling up
Let you get your practice in
Its only natural
I've been smashing too much
With
And you know how much I love to see you when you wear a cat suit
Now give me what I want want
I say where them trishes at I took 'em by the mall mall
when I'm chasing the lights
I said what I said I don't ever feel right
I lay up in bed with my demons they bite
I been in my room I been making an album
had a reference point
To know that I was being selfish
And taking your love for granted
All you wanted was my time
While the effort I gave was slanted
giddy-yap, giddy-yap, let's go
Let's look at the show
We're riding in a wonderland of snow
Giddy-yap, giddy-yap, giddy-yap, it's grand
Just holding your hand
you showed me love when you was with us
You lived for the music, your life was what you give us
Hear your style, your influence, your life, it still hit
you showed me love when you was with us
You lived for the music, your life was what you gave us
Hear your style, your influence, your life, it still hit
Ive ever had
I can't get your love, I can't get affection
Poor little girl, psychotic reaction"
Lenny Kaye was also a guitarist
Who began playing music
does something that's accepted by younger
And ultimately cooler people
There's always a dangerous pride that wells up
Setting us up for a fall
I'm all
souvenirs
Falling out your mouth and on to the landscape
Me and El-P do the secret handshake
Then I pummel punch a pumpkin head punk in his pimple face
Guevara with bling on, I'm complex
I never claimed to have wings on
Nigga, I get my "by any means" on whenever there's a drought
Get your umbrellas out
Guevara with bling on, I'm complex
I never claimed to have wings on
Nigga, I get my "by any means" on whenever there's a drought
Get your umbrellas out
lucky when I stand by your side
I'm feeling like all of my world is falling down
You come around and I escape in your eyes
As they climb from a green
it's God's will
Fuck the enemy, yo I don't love him
That's why I cut for the motherfucking Muslims
Put your hands on me and shit gets scary
I'm a put
about my honey Mary
The jeans they fittin like a glove
I had a crush on you since Real Love
Hold your horses
I'ma show ya who the boss of intercourse is
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