Lyrics:
your sister to the bar
One, two!
I'm knocking on your door
Three, four!
I know you want some more
Five, six!
Pour a glass of MIST TWST
Seven, eight!
Dust
down)
Showing self-respect by taking focused steps
(Let's go, what's next)
All the fears that pose a threat, go lay dem hoes to rest
Get your soul correct
from work my wife was at the door
She said sit down here Paddy this will shake you to the core
Twenty three and me, me boys, twenty three and me
We
cleared away, on the floor lay a man
Feleena's young lover, had shot down another
And he had to leave there, so out through the back door he ran.
The next
A from sun to sun and from day to day
I sit down and write a brand new rhyme
Because they say that miracles never cease
I've created a devastating
hope
Make dem throw the country away now
So we can hit reset on the way down
And we can lift the hex that they placed
Round our necks and the stress we
to the punishment
Now she's three weeks away she hasn't given up her ways
You can see it in her face she's deciding that babies fate
Now it's gonna come out addicted
Count down from ten
Let the year-end
Bring in the new
Version of you
Last one's for the books
Next one, fresh outlook
In three two one
on confidence and how we can develop strong positive versions of ourselves.
Imagine you are by a lake. It is early morning and the temperature is cool
Mr. Mr. Scarface from walking down the block
Out jumps some fiends and steals all his rocks
Pulls out a gun and shoots down all the fiends
to worry about keeping his own head above
I shut the door behind me, huddled up in my coat
Condensation floating off my breath, squinted out the sun
My
get them old skimpy-ass sacks away from me, bitch-ass nigga
One, get some paper (paper), two, ya get some more (some more)
Three, it's time to put
boxers
But I swear down
I ain't going back to the box at all
Every since Mike made Off The Wall
From then to now, I ain't never lost my balls
Police
they spin, you freeze in ya souped up paint clean
Fifties, amps, six by nines and thangs
Comin down the block, let my sub straight bang
Like, "Fuck
Put on my slippers walk out the front door
It's the GLC everybody lets go
One two three to the four
I wear my Pyjamas when I goes down the store
Put
When I see you there`s a glow from the stars above
quess they know that I`m so in love
yes I`ll stay here beside you stay
Day after day (after day)
the church
Or a message sent from heaven down in a dream
Or you can even blame it, baby just blame it all on me
Whoa whoa (2x's)
Runaway lets runaway I
number when I'm far away
>From your town
So call me when you have a need
For me
And by the way did you leave in my pocket
This G ????
Ooooh na na na na
like you ain't took a bath with your cousins
Fit three in the bed if it's six of y'all
I'm talkin' 'bout three by the head and three by the leg
But
Trying to get up to come down
Got that playa shit by the pound
The gold with the lacs and the crown
Make it where them hoes come around
Trying
self down
Sacrificing for the Brother
Iron sharpens iron
As Brother sharpens Brother
These be the days
Many fallin' away from the Way
Never wise in our
Love, spread out like seeds
Somebody walked away from landscape poverty
I came to find you
I came to see the beauty underway
That bloomed love,
was locked away by the red door
Through those sickly nights of egg drop soup
And nevermore
I begun to concoct spells
And began to regroup
Began to make
to be in the 3rd World. They have bought the 2nd World and put a firm down payment on the 1st one. Controlling your resources we'll control your world.
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