Lyrics:
Chorus
It feels so good...
When it all just comes together
... And it feels like it’s now or never Yeah it feels so good... So good And I know it lasts
Let it ride!
I got two jacks down and a drink in my hand
I've been down all night but coming up again
I'm on a roll and it feels like a capitol
dick, now his fuck game ruined
His ex-girl I'm screwin, disrespect all around the board
Homeboy, motherfuck you and yours
[Chorus: O.C.]
Doin dirt comes
Dancing in the city square
Tzena, Tzena, come and dance the Hora
One, two, three, four
All the boys will envy me for
Tzena, Tzena, when the band is
to be different, y'all
West Philadelphia born and raised
On the playground is where I, f- all that
Came in the game on my neon fresh
Won the first
(Verse 1)
Midnight, streetlight, spotlight, we lie, still… this life, creeps by to decide,
hatred
All the lies and all the wrath
Nuclear war in the aftermath
Mass destruction and bloodbath
All it takes is one fucking psychopath
Fuck war
Here we
and tall
But you don't show that you know it all
You look scary but you want to grow
By learning many things that you don't know
You try to be better than
All of me, why not take all of me
Can't you see I'm no good without you
Well, take my lips 'cause I wanna lose them
Well, take my arms 'cause I
All of me, why not take all of me
Can't you see I'm no good without you
Well, take my lips 'cause I wanna lose them
Well, take my arms 'cause I
just said that cause I'm not with california near the studio with taz
You should give us credit n-ggas killin people we can
be all doin that instead..
Love, peace and happiness
I want all the things that lovers do
A pocket full of dreams come true
Even things you cannot find
Want you by my side to keep
page
Gregory Hines, so mines tap by the bays
Bedroom wit'cha, long nights and short days
The way to keep you jonesin'
'til the sun comes up
Mos def,
Them niggas can't touch us
And now we gotta problem come, you know my MO
Dead bodies found in the Bronx
The other dealers wanna do me, I'm popular
Got
He call me "sugar mamacita"
Pay all my bills, don't keep receipts
I got a hefty tax bracket, I'm a keeper
And I hit all of my targets, call me
the worst
It was used by Charles I
(Quite informally)
And later by George IV
On a journey north
The state departments keep their
Historical renown
It's
girl get it, let's swing it
Right back to the crib then I hit it, she love the way I spit it
(Huh) see when I come, they love how I'm movin' it
They
on a trip, I'd like to go some day
Take me to New York, I'd love to see L.A.
I really want to come kick it with you
You'll be my American boy, American boy
All these things come to me
Dressed in price
All my rings got weight to it
You feel that?
You feel that?
Already it's a classic classic
If I drop
a sliver or shaving
No request for satisfaction is denied
Open wide...
Another moon
All these nights have made me crazy
I can't seem to come around
All the pain in my heart, yeah I dealt with, and all the rocks in my soul made a necklace
My flow is unique, one you can't defeat, no feats, my come
to walk again
Time won't wait
Plans they come
Scattered by the wind
Here I am
And the day will come
When I find my rest again
You showed me the heart
my mind I’m all alone/
Fight time we can throw, right now toe to toe/
Lifetimes come n go, live it up fuck minimal/ (Let’s get it!)
[Chorus: Ca$his]
Open Arms (Don't Explain)
by Patty Larkin
You're born into a strangers' world
You learn the language word by word
Take a step and then you turn
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