Lyrics:
baton charge
That stops you taking the city
The ghetto prince of gutter poets
Was bounced out of the room (Jean Arthur Rimbaud)
By the bodyguards
to Houston
To a hotel downtown
Followed you down the corridor
But you never turned around
But one of your big old bodyguards
Suggested that I leave
He didn't
and ears...all work done by hand.
And for the frequent dustin' of a small boy's pants
To try to make sure that you led a spotless life.
And for washin'
and evergreens
You're part of my surface anatomy
You're part of my surface anatomy
Damned if we do or don't
Humming the words I wrote
Met by a stagnant dawn
Golden yellow, green and brown
Most don't see their charming crown
Just ignore and pass them by, but some
Something may remind of where they're from
Ain't no drank in my cup I'm too busy rolling up
On the surface she my wife
Behind the scenes she my slut
Weave down ass up she know how we like
Loving the way your hands fit up into mine
Can't get enough of you when you are by my side
I'm hypnotised oh, it's paradise when I'm with you
is my gift
What are my talents
What is my purpose
Why am I here
Why am I challenged
When will it surface
What is my gift
What are my talents
What is
see all of the hurt
Most go by what they see
But looks only go so deep
Yeah, not all flowers are real flowers
And not all silk-thread in one piece
surface
Everyone's calm
Calmed down by heat
Calmed down by light
And the astonishing sight
But there are bubbles
There on the water
And under the skin
got weight
Bodyguards watch his back, he watch them too
Cause if they catch him slippin, they'll jump this fool
And though he makes his money from fools
a step
I can make a hundred thousand just sitting by the steps
I can count a hundred thousand with my feet in the chair
I can pull the baddest broad in
Money, Geto Boys and Underground Kingz
Wrote the rules on how to ball without a bodyguard
Learn to move or get hit with the John Gotti charge
I pray you
girl and my bodyguard bitch
Your main chick fascinated by my body art trick
10 times out of 10 she's a 10
In the Benz got twins in the Bentley
And I
from)
I gotta dust 'em if I rush 'em
And these niggaz don't look like they want to tussle (fuck 'em)
I'm a creep to the who-ride - all by my lonely
When I dream I can find myself safely
Nothing past the calm surface that I can keep
I felt held, wasn't burdened by the same deep hurt I escaped from
Take high wit'cha just right, it'll be like Michael get ordered, a viper you know
Yeah, a viper cause you might lose a life to the side by like
What
we're bleeding
So deep that we might not get back up
Our words will tear through the surface
Like a paper, like a papercut
Right now I don't know why
it
Havin' money by the ton, Rolex and Bossalini
A nuchi give Versace cologne, now want to see me
at my best or worst? I gets paper when I burst
smile, that's right, you're a star!" (star)
You call 'em bodyguards but I call 'em my friends
I guess I'm used to havin' 'em around
And cameras, by
Getting' my fingernails cleaned
And being braided by the finest bitches
Whateva the case you need to back up off my Benz
Keep my name out yo
kid said simple and plain
Let's battle - it kinda took me by surprise
Cuz the brother was moving wit his eyes on the prize
I said screw it, I ain't got
got pets me too mines are dead
Doggy fox minks gators that's necessary
Accessories my closet's pet cemetery
I get approached by animal activists
I
and get this off my chest
By digging up the skeletons to finally confess
Wait, am I losing it?
There's an itch under my skin
Is this pain another sin?
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