Lyrics:
Well, I write thirty songs a day but they're all bad
I can't remember the last good one I had
I wrote "Peggy Sue" in '52
But then Buddy calls up
They call it the Madhouse in Cork by the Lee,
But when I got there, sure the truth I do tell,
They had the poor bugger locked up in his cell.
Said
Making it two ways
Grind for three days
Then count the fortune
They talk behind your back but when they see you they adore you
I worked too hard to let
Let's talk about money
Get money
Common Sense want the money
Let's talk about money
I, be, the one they call Peavey
I'm Poe as Edgar Allen
could get
We sang non-stop
Lee, we just got together again
This can't be the end so soon
I know you're ready to call it a day
But I'm selfish enough
niggaz and by the way all my niggaz move boulders
Like Barney rubble any trouble free muffle the gat
I'm young and black with a chip on my shoulder
Its
call me a luminary
I got the groove that you can vibe to, Ride to
Kung Fu on the beat kicking, Bruce Lee
Keep it pushing watch the break through
Took
The plan isn't to cover how you feel
Let's promise that we gon' keep it real
And with all this hot sauce we cant chill
(Oh)
These days I can't sit with lies,
Mmm Lee I like what you got here
Damn Lee you did 'em dirty
Yo Lee Yo Lee it's time to find your peace
Capeesh capeesh now lets move on with the beat
It started when the neighbors saw my fancy new T.V
That opens up the gate outside my home
And let's me let in anyone I really want to see
And keep
to the ground and I couldn't get up
cfter drinking a pint of the Johnny Jump Up
Now I went up the Lee road a friend to see
They call it the Madhouse in Cork by
It's okay, you didn't know better
Be alright, it's gonna get better
Throw it away, it never really mattered
Sometimes you just gotta learn to let go
WOAH, Set fire to the roof
Its a book
Plz nobody move, let me talk about it
Woah
Pussy nigga call the troops
Its a diff between us vs you
Chingy and Murph durph
Uh
[Chorus] (2X)
Ooo Ooo
Let me get a sample of that ass, Ooo Ooo
I ain't +Mystikal+ but girl, +Shake it Fast+,
to get by
I'm feeling groovy
Come lets make a movie
I'll be bruce lee
Cos truthfully, I'm not new to this
I'm not not new
I'm feeling groovy
Come lets make
peace,
let's hope for peace.
Oh, John -
peace.
Good morning meine damen und herren, this is the peace call.
John: what we're really doing is sending out
spitting shit since King of the Hill
You can go ahead and
Ask Bobby
Ask Peggy
Hill
Hank coming through with the tank
It's dank
That's what he gotta do
M-Dub in the airr if ya feel me
Fuck em all day, fuck em all night
Candy paint on d's and fo's
[Verse 1: Murphy Lee]
Yo, Ayyo I eat, sleep, shit,
It'll be a cold day in hell the day I take an L
Make no mistake for real I wouldn't hesitate to kill
I'm still the fat one that you love to hate
Catch
It'll be a cold day in hell the day I take an L
Make no mistake for real I wouldn't hesitate to kill
I'm still the fat one that you love to hate
Catch
So mention 20-19, I call it barely legal
Lost both of my grandmamas, and totaled two vehicles, within a week of each other
The second literally
high
Rather listen to Quavo
With the autotune high
But you right
Outta Sight Outta my Mind
So like One More Light
It's a Good Goodbye
And lets talk
The phone rings
Another peaceful moment is lost
Latifah's chest jingle in "Set It Off"
I press pause in the bed as a king
I let it ring 4 or 5 times
pussy away (she did what?)
Tried to call it an entanglement so it don't sound like nothin'
No, it's called cheatin', Jada, you and August was fuckin'
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