Lyrics:
oh oh
Why don't you dance dance dance
Love all over the world
Makin' love all over the world
Ooh oh oh oh
This feels lost thinking there's
oh oh
Why don't you dance dance dance
Love all over the world
Makin' love all over the world
Ooh oh oh oh
This feels lost thinking there's
So sad
God damn
God damned shame about it
woke up this morning
got a blue moon
got a blue moon in your eyes
You woke up this morning
The world turned
by my side it's heaven
Careful, you be careful
This is where the world drops off
Careful, you be careful
And you breathe in and you breath out
Slipping in and out of unconsciousness
Homeless is where the is heart is
Walk on by and I'll be fine
This cardboard cover
Keeps away the ghouls
together, like a butter soft leather)
Been on this planet for twenty-five years and still strong
The world's rotten like the veins in my father's arm
I
All I am, all I'll be
Everything in this world, all that I'll ever need
Is in your eyes, shining at me
When you smile I can feel all my passion
about now all my thugs around the world
If you love reggae music I want you to do this
Check it out, yo
Ah, put your lighter in the air, right, right
Put
So long is the night
Without you by my side
To feel you breathe
So selfishly, oh mine
Feeling come alive
When I look into your eyes
Feel you
the fast lane and I won't stop
You ain't nothing but talk
You couldn't hang on the rope by ball
This life that I live
It ain't for the weak
Got my roddy
a lifetime
(Cassandra): Ahh!
The soul's escaping through this hole that is gaping
This world is mine for the taking, make me king
As we move toward a, new
'Cause there's no clocks you moved by your heart
There is no clocks you moved by your heart
And this love you understand
And this life you comprehend
world
You gon' need a man this thorough
To keep you warm ma you and me? We can take
This world by storm ma
So let me have ya math and then I'm gone ma
I'm
This is my world
Welcome to it
Embrace the cold weather step into it
I got no agenda
I just dont surrender to what people think i should be doin
of lemon
This one is the buisineisum
I don't make this drink by the gallon
I make it by the cup, then I'm stylin'
Got KFK, Slaughterhouse and Brother
fucking ugly.
I fuckin' love it.
Took this nigga by his throat and fuckin' cut it and thought nothin' of it.
It's simple insanity.
Just a murderous
Whatever that mean, you know old people say it so it sounds right
So I'm standing there embarrassed, if we were both in Paris
I would have grabbed her by
on tonight
This is for the girls
With all those ghetto curves
But we gon' get to poppin' now girl
Get your best dress on tonight
54-11's poppin'
needin a physical therapist, cause you can't fuck with this
While you sat down by the seashore thinkin about some seashells
I was around the corner
I was given this world I didn't make it
And now my son's getten older and older and cold
From havin the world on his shoulders
While the rich kids
how many tapes will it take for us to pop, to the top
Cause I'm TRU to this
No Limit, my click we ain't new to this
King George, Young Silkk,
capitalist, or whatever is a term of abuse valued by
that society--infringer--and they develop this idea,
at first probably in secrecy or semi-secrecy,
and then
I had a lust. I had a firecracker
I had a love for the sound of this world
I'm still in love its just a stab at laughter
It?s just a mark
into a rage
Let them say there are no friends
In this world of money, glory
I don’t care you’re my amends
For the drawbacks of my story
The people I can
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