Lyrics:
conscious free
Your now rollin with the sounds of the be -A-D
be -O-why, niggaz don't be that fly
Niggaz don't see sun and we those guys
[Loon]
Check it out
in my dreams calling out for you
Hope that don't sound creepy but I see Padme in you
Woodstock 69 me and you start a coup
My heart doin backflips as we
Ayy
Whose fault? Uh
(Whose fault?)
Let's play the blame game, I love you more
Let's play the blame game for sure
Let's call out names, names
strange
On the real the world forgot about your punk name
We are the Hill we came to get you high
They're calling me insane why you must wanna die
So
princess cut brilliantly
I give her the blues
But all her jewels come from Tiffany's
What Pac meant by 'Thug Passion,' literally
She can name skeletons in my
just met a fan and she gon' fuck me for a picture
I need all you boys to stay the fuck out of my business
Point that chopper to his face and watch him
I come from where Acs sticking out your windows
Weary when cars pass with tinted windows
Best friends turned to kinfolk
Super Nintendo kept us away
shout to Mark Sheeder, Kevin Black, shout out to Kevin Black
Just make sure you get yours man, I'm aware
Shout to the entire Atlantic Records staff,
ladies ass
Now I got these fuck niggas
Mad because their old ladies
Calling out my name
Tongue Fu Master
The nigga that is real to the game
I don't take
out? spin
Control your poison, bcbe
Roses have thorns, they say!
And we're all gettin' hosed
Tonight spear coat
What's going on on the floor?
I love
the same old thing,
You bring me out like a beauty queen
I don't mind if you play your game
'Cause I know I'll make you scream my name
Scream my name, scream
Names the track "No Shade"
Makes it the shadiest track on the whole EP
Hahahaha, uh
No shade
I said
No shade
You can't buy this
Talent homemade
You
it from me
We can a catch vibe no tiffany
She sing my name like a symphony
Twin them be gang gang and he serving up he plug and b
You a rat boy and you
enough…
I'd need more…
So much…
More…
I know you're the one…
I want in my life…
I know you're the one…
Calling your name…
Can't you hear me call????
strange
On the real the world forgot about your punk name
We are the Hill we came to get you high
They're calling me insane why you must wanna die
So
Come here baby, we the niggas you wan be standing by
I'm there, I'm standing on sumthing so hold your cameras high
I got that street sound, I'm gettin
I'm riding in a Honda and I'm feeling pretty
Talking bad, shoot you up like your name was 50
Flying high, soaring through the air like a frisbee
I
I feel like heaven ain't meant for me
I got demons calling my name, while the devil just sent for me
I need money power and pussy, plus everything in
Every time it's the same old thing,
You lead me out like a beauty queen.
I don't mind if you play your game.
Cus I know I'll make you scream my name
you're everything I dream of
Calling out your name
Hope you give me a chance
Your life will never be the same
It'll never be the same
You're really pretty
your name
Ooh lord I'm on my way
I need to seek your face
I'm calling out oh I'm calling out for your name
We saved by grace and not the bell
Always
again
Jesus is the only name
By which man can be saved
All over the world people just like us
Are calling Your name
Living in Your love
All over
'Cause by now your buzzkill's burnt
Out in this light-year
You're armless in this show, sir
A failed stunt for your shoulder
So put a gun in your holster
on Muhammad face looking like the Prophet it's shining out in public I'm flaring these streets
It's cold outside (Cold)
Everybody think that they're looking
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