Lyrics:
not come in on Monday nights
You're in for a real treat, ladies and gentlemen
Give it to Mr. Hall
Rip out my soul from the depths of my flesh
daylight
I roll my weed up and I stay high
Leavin haters by the wayside
I been feeling different inside
I can see my shadow at night
You can see the darkness
The temperature tonight is sub zero
Surrounded by golden spirals
When I broke down
You weren't around
And I was stoned
All alone
Rock alone
Rock alone
Rock alone
I'm well crafted immaculate in that godly fabric
I'm gold, lavish, madness mixed with the holy magic
0X0 fashioned from the stones of aspen
ICE froze
with the {niggaz} from the ditch
And it's a myth, they get {niggaz} from the suburbs, that's herbs
Yo this is for my {niggaz} on the block all day
Who
Sleep
Roll into the city with one half of the cannibals.
New joint bumpin' out the whip speakers
Made the escape for a night of makin' tapes now it's
less than zero
Streets know, void more raw than Perico
Soul brother rock a Knick hat with a peacoat
Livin' the G code, green like Rico, Harlem
penalty from the parliament
What a heavenly homonym, it's like the fall of Ottomans
It's autumn and it's hotter than arguments bereft of common sense
Can I
play
Avoid the penal in jeopardy with no ammo to blow
But me and my a-see goin' out in less than zero, oh no
Now here come the crooks
Paradin' by
the jackals sit and watch the pedigods last flesh
Poison functions accompanied by six armor clad
Black horse and buggy mechanism
Tugged a portion of my
a-see goin' out in less than zero, oh no
Now here come the crooks
Paradin' by storm with the luegers and oar
We conquer ground as usual
Lo empire
Engines from Russia
seabirding here below When rocks outsea froth
I'll know Hawaii
cracked up & scramble
up my doublelegged cliff
to the silt
They say I'm wasting time
They say that I'm no good
Summer of my life, not doing what I should
Call me poison ivy 'cause I'm far from good
But pretty
cocaine nigga Chris Rock
I'm pissed off from hearing Mama cry
At night time by myself man I wonder why?
Watch my lifestyle mothafucka pipe down
Or catch
than all you pieces of shit what you
Going to say now? You can't say, 'Oh
They're only listening to him because
He said this' No
They're listening to me
of fallen heroes
You can suck these dollar mirrors
But I'll make a force greater than the landmark of ground zero
Now let me know if the war's over
So I can
Rock the Music
Roll in the Rhythm
Rock the Music
Roll in the Rhythm
Rock the Music
Roll in the Rhythm
Hit a lick
We just jigging
Running from
Stay rollin up that grape
She Poison like that rattle snake dispense on that colli wave
And I say
Pull up to the spot
Roll up the pot
I hit the dab
No
from his lip, rinse
Six hours sober
That's his personal best
Stressed less in the middle
Of instrumentals he whip
Ain't got no license
He just riding
a poisonous mushroom
Deadly, when I play a dope melody
Anything less than the best is a felony
Love it or leave it
You better gain way
You better hit
But me and my a-see goin' out in less than zero, oh no
Now here come the crooks
Paradin' by storm with the luegers and oar
We conquer ground as usual
alone
Fuck everyone else, I'mma party by myself.
Do this shit all night, I don't need nobody else
Fuck everyone else, I'mma party by myself.
Higher than
I see their reaction
They know we the main attraction
Me? I'm from the seashore
The rock coast that rock most
Don't record with three fourths
So we
featuring Big Punisher KRS One
[KRS One] Ha ha. Never fear. KRS!
Verse one: KRS One
I'd rather have a hundred thousand true heads by me
Than
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