Lyrics:
Christmas bells
Rapping up like pipes and drums
Oh, won't you stay we'll put on the day
And we'll wear it 'till the night comes
I woke up, it was a Chelsea
inspiration
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Ain't no funk as funky as Doggystyle (ain't it funky, though?)
(Death Row, Death Row) (yeah, yeah)
About "I'll fuck you up," he sound like a punk
I been there and done that, no inspiration
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Ain't no funk
as an outcast, outlaw
Another album out, that's what I'm about more (hey)
Gettin' raw 'til the day I see my casket
Buried as a G while the whole world remembers
having no days off
I wanna thank me for, for never quittin'
I wanna thank me for always bein' a giver
And tryna give more than I receive
I wanna thank
all ready know what it is)
Thank god for those days, thank god for those nights
Though it might seem wrong thank god for that white
They use
To the top wit my niggas
Pop wit my niggas
Drive by in whips, rock rocks wit my niggas
Break day on the hottest block wit my niggas
Just cause I
[DMX]
To the top wit my niggas
Pop wit my niggas
Drive by in whips, rock rocks wit my niggas
Break day on the hottest block wit my niggas
Just cause I (DMX)love
On and on and on and on and on and on and
Over the backs of the lines as we growl, mutherfucker
We are livin' in the last motherfuckin' days
This is Revelations
If it don't go down now
inspiration
All-day demonstration beat conversation
Ain't no funk as funky as Doggystyle (ain't it funky, though?)
(Death Row, Death Row) (yeah, yeah)
Nigga, mine real
That Rollie you wearin' foolery, nigga
Mine real
I'm selling narcotics, so you know how come
I'm still balling on niggas without an album
feuds
That's why I'm called The Terrorist by the Daily News
I rarely lose, I'm known to rattle a cage
I'm known to throw rappers off the stage
Maybe it's
rely by the code
Hopping in the whip screaming yo
Just hit a red light, aw no no
Speeding through yellow, I ain't slow
Only see green, yea I'm on go
The days you love they're growing short
Every day a little more
The nights that you are scared of
Are slowly getting long
The trees were green
part about him
Right now you're probably by the ocean
While I'm still out here in the rain
With every day that passes by since we've spoken
It's like
depression, started to question
If my big breakthrough passed me by
Words are a weapon, like they a Wesson
But they upset I'm passed my prime
I pray to Heaven,
Woke up in the morning
Sun shines through my window
Singing to me all day
I don't see too many soaring through my sky
Father God is right there by my
shawty played me way back since day one
She hear it on all my albums at least she knows who's it coming from
I just want to tell you one time that i love
gon ride for the kill
I tell you what nowwww
I try to rest, but days go by like the minute
There’s a whole lot of shit, need to get off my mind
She
day I'm thinkin' of the release date
Of my album, Fuck ya outcome
Neva gave a fuck about them
I just wanna count bucks with my friends
And I'm goin'
or six days, don't panic got it managed, you are standing in the presence of a full fledged maniac,
Trust me once i get some cameras, the next albums
cross by and
The other day I wrote down thoughts of words made no sound the future I've found
Do you want to hear it?
The worst of those feared is
Drop the album, look what I done
Plenty more on the horizon
Same me when the night's done
Same circle never widens
This girl's hand lookin' empty I
through the day
I just wanna get paid
I just wanna get laid
By a bad mami
With a bad body
Already got it
That's my shawty
Fuck with me, baby
You driving
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