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the music in they ears, they would have lost it
The seventh album by a musician they both revered
First time this planet heard it, let's call it a world
vieil écho jouant du rock 'n' roll
Puis s'enfoncent comme des rats dans leurs banlieues by night
Essayant d'accrocher un regard à leur khôl
Et lorsque
beauty, my intelligence
Not to mention my scorpion ability to wreak havoc
By wielding my words into venom
And with that reassurance I fall into a trance
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like the wasp in the savage lands
Sting with the poison of November born scorpions
The law of averages says we win again!
Hand grenade parade, we
vieil écho jouant du rock 'n' roll
Puis s'enfoncent comme des rats dans leurs banlieues by night
Essayant d'accrocher un regard à leur khôl
Et lorsque
The weekend's almost done, the moon is low in the sky
I feel like going out before the night passes by
I won't just sit around when life becomes
The weekend's almost done, the moon is low in the sky
I feel like going out before the night passes by
I won't just sit around when life becomes
the mainstream
Radio, road man and stage show
At the same time
Watch what "Too Many Man" and "Sunglasses
At Night" do in 2-00-9
Let me show you why I'm the King
by tonight
Just a little push, and you'll be smilin'
So you play your albums, and you smoke your pot
And you meet your girlfriend in the parking
by tonight
Just a little push, and you'll be smilin'
So you play your albums, and you smoke your pot
And you meet your girlfriend in the parking
the Yellow Pages under smooth shit
'Cause Red ain't down for the bullshit
Niggas fucked up by letting me make an album
(How come, rude boy?)
To get
"Sleepless Nights"
This album that I'm making
Always in the studio
I can't leave
I'm staying
I've been rapping
I've been singing
Hope people will play it
I'm
Every summer, every weekend, every fucking night
I tell myself today's the day
The day I write that song
The one that starts the album
The one
Okay, that boy got it, for real
Remember nights we couldn't eat, now we got a few mil'
No filler on the album, cue up, how does it feel?
They tryna
the wins don’t focus on defeat
We been partyin all night man what is sleep
Dancing around people start to take notice
Had to get escorted out by the hostess
crisis that I'm in
Don't chime in
Front block like a line men
No longer co-sign it
Album two, you'll get what that line meant
Clearing shit up just like my
The worlds knocking at my door, but they’ll never get me
Having fun with my music, make a little history
Said the albums coming soon, everybody’s
the Gravediggas
Poltergeist you betrayed by socialites
Now the albums up for sale you can't even focus right
Hocus Pocus aside from money it was more to life
Now
This the Outro on the
Album Of The Year
When truth seekers meet gate keepers with loaded heaters
Haters never check us it's tricky like my Adidas
I've been saying I'm the greatest while low-key hanging it up
Can't tell if it's depression or me just not giving a fuck
Album's been done for a year
album I copped
The Jungle Brothers Done by the forces of nature'
check out the cover
Afrocentric brothers just as dark as me
Hip Hop a guiding force
will get you by tonight
Just a little push `n` you`ll be smilin`
La da da, Oh yeah, yeah
So you play your albums and you smoke your pot
And you
Catalyst by New Found Glory
Kings of Leon Only by the Night
Aha Shake Heartbreak
Nirvana Nevermind to make my heart ache
Tom Petty and The Heartbreakers
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