Lyrics:
rock your world
The heat is on in the middle of the night
I'll be your shade if you'll be mine tonight
(Be mine, be mine)
Come a little closer girl
of his love of games
(He finished his set that night
By retreating to play
Galaga as John Mayer riffed on guitar) Now
As he spots
The original Pong, Super
You ain't prepared to go
If I flame on you won't clear the smoke the air 'll choke
Off the heat and third degree burns 'll wear your throat
I know I'm
I'm lost in love,
I'm deep inside,
When the sun comes up,
I'm breezing by,
In a drop-top,
Searching for peaceful times,
Sleepless nights,
Got me
Check it out
I break a nigga down ugly like Coke, up on the scale
Next step throw a stack up on the third rail
The undisputed, I'm never ever
and effect
Forced the forfeit of the flight to the inner sect
I resurrect daily from the world of the innocent at heart
Understanding the imminence of danger
a symphony composed of killers and armed forces
Livin for whatever it cost's, crimb bosses
It's goin down by the year 2 G
I'm goin be flyin through
change, but only for the worse
I could've changed the world if it wasn't for this verse
So satanic, K-Mart chains panic 'cause they can't even spin back
believe people can change, but only for the worse
I could've changed the world if it wasn't for this verse
So satanic, K-Mart chains panic 'cause they
Yo, you listenin' to Ryda Radio, bitch!
Tune this in! Fuck y'all!
Fuck y'all bitches! Rydas!
I'm resurrected by the faith of my streets
And I delete
Diamond ring, ruby glimmer
Gemstone glint, sapphire flicker
One-eyed king rules the blind
Worried about a third eye, can't even get the second!
the third installment of the food with no flavor
Play the requiem the Cold Pizza crusaders
Heat it up too much, the pizza gets bloated
If I see you undercook
you're looking at a captain
Jump aboard you won't sink
25 should have got a Porsche no tints
Rolled by and I sold Nines in the mist
Got Mo stacks turned 18
you ready for I?
Assed out, mashed out bitch, get ready to die
It's wild how we fall up
In pubs and night clubs
Ladies show love by giving
Back rubs in
right
Maybe with my heat
Got a pearl handled chrome thing
That I call Sweets
I greet with her, creep with her
Even eat with her
Late nights under my
without any protection device.
Niggaz pay the price when they sacrifice their life by rolling in the dice in the street heat like Miami Vice.
Twelve
truly worth
Yet I walk, still connect to the earth
Perspective to the third
Roots deeper than the mud
Third world blood
Got a word from the third world
Always for the people!
Let em' know! (yeah)
From the third world to the third ward
Racing for the cure fighting world's wars
Blindfolded
That ain't
to man
Livin' for the ...
Small town hot summer nights
Radio 'bout to blow
Top down under the lights
Feel the heat, wild and sweet
Hot summer
thuggin
Turned out by the streets
We third world livin in my city
Our children turned killers
Got the eyes of a murderer
And they couldn't be littlier
Young
on my mind like it's a third eye
They say I'm so sick ambulance on stand by
I'm the one they're jamming when they pass by
You ever wake up feeling like
niggas like mace
Dog is nothin' like Mase
Out this world need space
I'm too poppin' gang for the niggas shoot shots
John Stockton heat it up like summer
Go
nite
I don’t have anymore time for lies
Applying heat y’all can go hell
Cuz I’m not taking anymore L’s
Hell No
I’m like forget what you know
All these
the past
Scarred by my loose regard for the last
Spirit gone withdrawn from my life
Prince
Journey of the night
Pitch black
Turning of the knife
Get stabbed
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