Lyrics:
dream - a soarin' tower
Just like a Skyline
Up close it's hard to see
But we line up perfectly
Just like a Skyline
When you see us as a whole
The view is
hearin' us when we bang
So I turn up the music and then lust then we came
Now I know the neighbors know my name
Can't help 'cause that's my style
More
Theories are nearly insane, bleary
? surely by years of the same gears
It's weird to the same ears whose careers
Is to aim spears at the gears in
of life
All through the wonder years i was rapping and now i'm like
Shut up and listen
Shut up and listen
Shut up and listen as i bang it in your stereo
in my blood, you can tell by the way I walk
Oh lawd, more styles than a barber shop, call the cops
People in the way want to baller block
Little do
news on the tv
Headlines are made of reality
We're young hearts
Look at us go
All we really need is a stereo
We're young hearts
Look at us go
There's no
again. Little bit more juice this time.
Try it again. Yeah a little bit more elbow grease this time.
Try it again. Concentrate, a little more focus this
It wasn't you, it was the view baby...
The skylines turning me on, the skylines turning me on on
Didn't fall for you fell for floor 53
I was
manhood
You beat upon little boys in the hood
Oh - what you're man enough to kill in a drive-by
Drive by the White House and all you do is wave hi
While
Now it blows by when the
Skyline's running gorgeous
Awe fell in a chorus
Riding on a wave
Fold and break down before us
Lost light and a focus
Buried
It's time to start the party if ya'll don't mind
Me and "E" clean our Adidas with 409
He rocks the highs,I dog the bass
Ya want to hear us rock?
want me alone in night time
Give me someone to chase the skyline
Beautiful world with unmatched design
Given us by the greatest divine
All we want is
platinum, seen it on them tarots before
So I know how it is all gonna go down
Gotta go more uptown, more in the cloud
'Cause didn't ya know by now, I'm
Bought yourself a little Jesus fish
Put it on your car and you made a wish
Hold on to a prayer that you know by heart
On a get well card
You say,
and gold plate things
Cause I'm the man of the hour, too sweet to be sour
The ladies know I'm the man with the power
And now that you know a little more
I'm special, a son made by love that wants to give all his love, she said I shouldn't be afraid of the future holds because: "Emanuel" God is with us
about a Rhubarb pie then just segue into sex
Ok
Not a day goes by my mind on music
Hit play
Then hit the pad, 8 a hand, paradiddadiddle, say it
Mouthful
Your too enthusiastic male groupie bastard
Still tryin to convince us some more
Pretendin your raw that's what you need a minister for
Again it's
(on the request line girl)
Play a record by my favorite band
Turn table let's bless me on my stereo
Play my favorite song on my stereo
Like
reasons have got me deadly leaning
Onto the side I never wanna be at
It's like I'm reliving being T-boned by a fiat
I guarantee the little things are
There is so much more we can do
So much more we can be
What we need is already in front of us
And within we all hold the key
Surrounded by all of our
A nigga ready from the get go (blowe, blowe, blowe)
Y'all hear my shit go, it's Andre, can yo punk ass come out to play?
Stay in your little hole,
A n**** ready from the get go (blowe, blowe, blowe)
Y'all hear my s*** go, it's Andre. Can yo punk a** come out to play?
Stay in your little hole,
How are you stoppin' us? They is not toppin' us
You know I had to cop that shit just by the twos
Blood in my chakra, I will not pop at ya
Put money
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