Lyrics:
just sayin he is Goku
And they minuscule like Radditz
In this game
He learns that love and business partners can't co-habit
That's oranges to apples
Amy
Post turbo, bout to get that bitch painty
Lucky Luciana a.k.a. Piano man, used to play with keys
3 or 4 peas, purpose sack luch, oxis
These ol'
to sleep
Don't cry
Dry your eyes child
Cradled by it's grand design
My my ny (New york!)
Whatsup? (New York City)
What's good?
What's new?
What's real?
Ay
We stay floatin'
Slowly roastin'
We stay floatin'
Slowly roastin'
We stay high
So high
All day and night
We stay high
So high
All day and night
the present.
We do hereby declare reality unkempt by the changing standards of dialogue.
Statements, such as, "keep it real", especially when punctuating
every day
Get to bed by three
Oh, take good care of yourself
You belong to me
Be careful crossing streets, ooh, ooh
Cut out sweets, ooh, ooh
Lay
every day
Get to bed by three
Oh, take good care of yourself
You belong to me
Be careful crossing streets, ooh, ooh
Cut out sweets, ooh, ooh
Lay
Eat an apple every day,
Get to bed by three,
Oh, take good care of yourself,
You belong to me!
Be careful crossing streets, ooh-ooh,
Cut out
Eat an apple every day,
Get to bed by three,
Oh, take good care of yourself,
You belong to me!
Be careful crossing streets, ooh-ooh,
Cut out
Eat an apple every day,
Get to bed by three,
Oh, take good care of yourself,
You belong to me!
Be careful crossing streets, ooh-ooh,
Cut out
of my mistakes
I've got a brand new name
I walk by faith not shame
He Rebuilt His temple in three days
They said he couldn't do it
Fired a watered moat
Baby, you gotta chill
Sit up on me and take a pill
Run up a hundred mil
Times it by 2 make a hundred trill
Flowing got all the skill
You might be
love that's been weighing down on my heart
It tastes like spring apples it's bitter and tart
And girl can't you see that I'm sweet on you
I know that
the fighter that undefeated by the pressure of providing what they think is needed
I might bleed off the belief that they want some, on some
The wrong one
stepping cuz I let chu
Had hoped fa sumn special now u rue Da day I met chu,
Nice rhyme scheme.
“Lil”
(Intro) (0:00 - 0:07)
Your daughter man ... least
The shapes of the clouds
Well, that was
My first relationship with art
Warm rain on my skin
Long days just to think
C'est la vie, french broken
So you thought
gonna be the apple of her daddy's eye giving all the boys a piece of her cherry pie?
She gives whip cream on the side, or should I say ‘tween her thighs.
Mane you tripping thats him (facts)
I hit like 3 events in 3 days I done died went to heaven (zooted)
I just walked out the junt wit 3 8ths, Ian even
And verses I wrote, eight this week
Days passing by, Earth going 'round to me
All I ask is where the ashes be
Then pass the tree to one like one, two, three
of those willing to face it, the world's unembraced
How many suffering with fifty nine million displaced
That's nearly forty three thousand a day to be
with a lot of shit in my way
I got it homie I’m fighting these rotten demons all day
I’m plotting to rob a little Wells Fargo by where I stay
‘Cause
The mistress of the night has a heart of wealth
The cards are dealt
Swimming in a crystalpool of whiskey, is where you find yourself
Not by yourself,
drop rotten dot coms bombs
Through the net when you download I snap naps to
Cassettes I captured your bets I smack your cadet
For not having a specs
teeth is still rotten under the veeners/I use to hide behind /Venetian blinds /pistols n powder in my place /thinking that law about to hit
.jpg/300px-Apples-in-Stereo-Primavera-Festival-(edit).jpg "The Apples in Stereo")
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