Lyrics:
[ Bushwick Bill ]
Yes
We're here to talk about those who
Are considered to be an elected official
Who said it was official that when they was elected
bitch
(Pop bottles and twist up)
Roll up chronic and hash
In a blunt, call it Aftermath
Niggas thought I wasn't coming back, look at me now
Hoppin' out
the rain and piss you off your hands are shaking
Day by day
Week by week
Month by month
Year by year
Never changing
If you want make a stand you better not
a little twist of harmony,
we're bud smokin' lethal warriors.
[with Layzie: We're warriors. We're warriors. We're warriors.]
Bizzy:
And it ain't no mystery,
to realize
Twist me after the beginning, I'm twisted
We have to synchronize
Twist me after the beginning, I'm twisted
I can not continue by myself
You can
we ride free,
With our brothers by our side, it's where we want to be,
Through the twists and turns, of this life we'll ride,
In the brotherhood
lady
It's the pimp twist, it's the pimp twist
Yeah, yeah, pimpin ain't easy!
That's life, that's the way it goes
Layin' down laws and taxin' hos
lady
It's the pimp twist, it's the pimp twist
Yeah, yeah, pimpin ain't easy!
That's life, that's the way it goes
Layin' down laws and taxin' hos
Aww yeah, back to basics
Kicking shit in Asics, it's like this
It's just a day in the life (of three black men)
It's just a day in the life (of
Part punk part god almighty
Part fuck you part Mr. X ray eyes
- I didn't choose to be
Shouting for a living, it happened
Something snapped; and I
and cable, plus they labeled me Savage
For the love of it
Till my death, they stay on sum other shit
Pops shoot, second nut, inherited his stuborness
Skies are
we gon' do it) we're gonna stand by
This one's for North Carolina, come on and raise up
Take your shirt off, twist it 'round your hand
Spin it
"I'm so strange"
"I'm so strange"
Then she says
Baby, let's twist, baby let's twist
Baby, let's twist, baby let's twist
I need love; one, two, three
want in the ghetto
And please, gutter for the drive-by
Sucka motherfuckers fly by
But why try, to test this three five seven
I know you wouldn't have
want in the ghetto
And please, gutter for the drive-by
Sucka motherfuckers fly by
But why try, to test this three five seven
I know you wouldn't have
found in
By the humans… in 65 million years?
That's right… this whole time
Harrison was a dinosaur
One two three four five!
It was a shocking plot twist
We define the Gana lore
Have you ever been before
Twist the bottle cap to flick it you know what you playing for
Need another liquor pour
Pay
Freaky little fuckers like me in a pit
One by one like neurons to a stick
Three fingers poking out from the frogbit
Pigs hazed over taking pictures of this
an Atlanta Hawk vest
Got a lifetime of trouble and my brain still nervous
I don't rep the A by mistake, I do the shit on purpose
Do it how it's worth it
too far away
Your signal has gone weak and you are crossed
I hear the murmurs of the things to be
Surrounding and confounding yet it's mildly amusing
The powers that be deemed it's not quite his time
No mission ordered, Lady Luck by his side
It's funny how life takes such strange twists and turns
How one
put it in my batter, it will make my batter bitter"
She sells sea shells by the sea shore
The shells she sells are surely seashells, she'll seashore
that, that you are the-
That you are it
One two three blast off
This another highlight
When you roll with me
Get a sense of highlife
One two three drinks
to the sides, like spread wings. On the inhale, stretch your chest by gently pushing it to space in front of you, while your arms are pulling towards the space
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