Lyrics:
connection
Roses wilt lose transmission
Conversations start with what we love and that was music fuck
Sweet dreams are made of these
And every time I go
there man
Spirits man, it's a spiritual thing
[Bizzy Bone]
How can I make the spirits understand
That I am just not to be tested by the outer man
Knowledge the green Wallies, all I see
Mama hold math like caller I.D.
Chose the path that chose me
I'ma tell you like G-o-d told me
Greed, lust, hate,
countin'
How many time do I keep ya bouncin
Wait let me think ever since My interlude
Not a day goes by that you won't see me on the tube
Big thangs for
man
I never plan to change
Burning Buddha got that
Buddha on my chain
Heard my shooter gotta
Judas in his aim
Tie'em by a noose
We gone let'em hang
Yea
world)
If you know that you better (all the girls)
Than the new girl that he on (whoa, whoa)
Go 'head and tell him now
"You gon' miss me when I'm gone"
(H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A)
You gotta love that, man
(H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A)
I got the most incredible Roots band with me tonight,
painted just like the man
That Veta tryin not to bite his hand
But they need em to keep em life from they stand
Every night praying for praying go as far
signed by Hov and Dame?
And ran to Jacob and made the new Jesus chains?
In Jesus' name, let the choir say
"I'm on fire, ay," that's what Richard Pryor say
That'll have me adios, gang of boos
Apollo show fuck 'em like I love 'em then
I dip back to the barrio
Money spinning like a wheel
It's cool cause every day
don't brag a lot
But you should know you never had a shot
I'll bury him like let me find
Somewhere that this cat can rot
Legendary, I am something Frieza
a dildo in her hand
Who the fuck let you in, all my assistants are fired
Now I'm looking for some washed up rapper that I can hire
You know some old
together
Try, don't let him take your love from me
You're not good, can't you see brother Louie, Louie, Louie
I'm in love set you free
Oh, she's only
girlfriend or her cousin's house
It's not a front, F to the are to the O to the N to the T
It's just her boyfriend's at her house (boy, that's what is scary)
chance for romance tonight
Wo-o
I need you by me
Beside me to guide me
To hold me
To scold me
But when I'm bad I'm so, so bad
So let's dance
episcopal
This is no, love song, a kiss under the mistletoe//
You know how this shit go, get the dough, then you get the hoes
My old bitches scold me, said
frigid
I'm rich, but I did not let it change me
Statistics say that you niggas ain't gangster
You niggas in trouble
You niggas in trouble
No
girlfriend or her cousin's house
It's not a front, F to the are to the O to the N to the T
It's just her boyfriend's at her house (boy, that's what is scary)
girlfriend or her cousin's house
It's not a front, F to the are to the O to the N to the T
It's just her boyfriend's at her house (boy, that's what is scary)
as we knew
you offered me drink, I wanted more than a sip
But I couldn't let go of the straws I was clinging to
Giving it over, giving it over
I was
the gutter
He couldn't stand the thought of me being raised by another
Who couldn't love me or show me my worth I've yet to discover
It's a damn shame
All
Oluwa no go gree
Make dem steal my fire
I'm the sweetness
In their lemonade
Can't stop me no barricade
Let this love not turn to hate o
Cos me I no want
from sadness when I'm on my own
Not even my own, look how I wilt when I'm alone
We're meant to love each other, that is how you build a home
In you I
blind
And where to go, no matter how far I'll find
To let you know, that you're not alone
Only thing they ever did wrong (yes, yes)
Was bein born
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