Lyrics:
But if I cut myself open, baby
You can read all my scars
Read all my scars
Hello, goodbye
There's a million ways to die
Should've left me way
Hello! I can see you)
You know, did anybody get to go to the
Artrve? That was a party
Oh you know, that was my last tour
The artrave
And, when I went
Hello darkness, my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision
Hello darkness, my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision
Ponle
I jump in my 1963 Chevrolet
Watch it lay, orale
On the floor, en el suelo
Lifts me off the ground just like a leño, que no
Simon, packs much
get a day off we shake it to the beat
Yeah
You know hello hellion
Hello hellion
Um, he's so good
Wanna put some in my food
And um, it's so good when
ball, money tall, Paul Bunyan
Real nigga shit, pussy niggas gon hate
Pound of the kush call that bitch pound cake
I hit it from the back
And make that
is the illest, I throw it like Willis
Heiman, when I'm rhymin I'm makin the pape's like Simon
says ta, my stick it ta master, I still be the best-a
to her I said hello
She said: "Hey, you're kind of cute" I said: "Yes, I know, but...
By the way, sweetheart, what's your name?"
She said: "My friends
thinga-majig is the illest, I throw it like Willis
Heiman, when I'm rhymin' I'm makin' the pape's like Simon
Says ta, my stick it ta master, I still be
for Christmas, Simon?
S:I want a real astrocar
T:I want a real live pony
R:How about it, Alvin?
A:Well, first I still want that hula hoop, and a...
Simon?
S:I want a real astrocar
T:I want a real live pony
R:How about it, Alvin?
A:Well, first I still want that hula hoop, and a... (fades out)
the stuntin' race, top-notch paint
drip drop, flip flop, strap witta glock
[Skinhead Rob]
Live everyday like it's my last one, maybe it is
aint no morrows in my
the be-O-N-E see-Town to the D-Town Its a Midwest thang we let em hang to the grees-ound Smokin trees by the P's-ound Blowing big with my niggas, muthafuckas
I said hello
she said you're kind of cute I said yes I know
but by the way sweetheart what's your name
she said my friends like to call me exotic
Me and my closest road dogz
To my dog named Musolini, Big Syke, Thug Life baby
The return of the mashers, you know how we do it ha ha ha!
S***
Me and my closest road dogz
To my dog named Musolini, Big Syke, Thug Life baby
The return of the mashers, you know how we do it ha ha ha!
Shit
to her I said hello
She said: "Hey, you're kind of cute" I said: "Yes, I know, but...
By the way, sweetheart, what's your name?"
She said: "My friends
(you gon' die)
Tell me you gon' die by what you live for (you live for)
Tell me you gon' ride for me (ride)
Tell me you gon' fire on a bitch, baby
wit me because of my charisma
Ain't this that kinda life, even paul wall aint got the kinda ice
Live it up for the hype, baby girl lets get wild for
from
So I extend my hand to my man, screaming, "I'm on my way!"
Yes I rap but best believe
Them things still get wrapped by Papi, screaming, "It's
Way
You filled me with flowers and I asked you to stay
Oh, Oh! my sweetheart, hello
Soft summer evenings forever in tow
And together we're moving,
When will my baby pick up the phone
Girl I want some pizza from Little Joe's
She want a burrito I go to Moe's
N then imma stop by the liquor store
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P,
.jpg/300px-Paul_Simon_at_the_9-30_Club_(b).jpg "Paul Simon")
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