Lyrics:
to our latest gig, phoned rita at the farm to check
our digs.
Got to get a move on time is getting tight, I really don't feel like doing this
at all
imma die tonight
I'm a ride tonight, flying through stars
Tell me daughters that I love em and I'm not that far
Search your heart, feel the beat, that's
alive
Cus the struggle of life is killing me right
Feel like I'm losing the fight tonight
Contemplate my suicide
Stab me once and then shoot me twice
My
working that dress tonight
We can turn your man into an Ex tonight
Meet a young nigga by the exit sign
I'm living my best tonight
More action so please talk
Ha ha i'm back, bastards!
(Oh yeah) when the chips were down you
Just laughed at us now you 'bout to feel the
Fucking wrath of Aftermath, faggots!
rock that little Postropedic, till the springs in the middle pop
Listen to R&B, but she listen to Screw a lot
Treated cock like a lollipop, she gon taste
rock that little Postropedic, till the springs in the middle pop
Listen to R&B, but she listen to Screw a lot
Treated cock like a lollipop, she gon taste
the springs in the middle pop
Listen to R&B but she listen to screw a lot
Treated cock like a lollipop
She gone taste every little drop
Fly to Thaila will go
And by the way, you rappin' Nigga's,
I don't like you neitha'.
I mean, "either," proper gramma',
Pop a camera, man on that rap, DVD propaganda.
Yeah,
tonight
We go up tonight
They 'gon feel me when I walk up in the club tonight
We going up tonight, going up tonight, going up tonight
Gonna pop out like
up by somebody else.
What if there's no way to explain some things,
Like deja vu, and acid rain?
What if we're all just broken shells with someone
they ain't got bitches like mine
I feel like tonight I'm goin' ride, ride
And if you feel you goin' die, die
Now baby, baby, baby what the deal
Respect
And by the way, you rappin' Nigga's,
I don't like you neitha'.
I mean, "either," proper gramma',
Pop a camera, man on that rap, DVD propaganda.
Yeah,
to the thousands
Even aliens see the presentation
Yeah, tune up the dial on the station
And think of me sort of like Tarzan
And I'm swinging this beat, salvation
Coke-a-snortin, cop a key
Coke man, coked up
Coke importing coke
Cocoa-cane, cocoa-cola
Ra Ah So Me leggo,
Step up on the scene
Like a prince wearing purple
Stop it, stop it hey radio, fuck you! Radio
Fuck you! Y’all don’t want to lose again a
Lot of people here tonight felt like
They lost you know why?
do it tonight
Can't you feel the vibes? We can take our time with it
Just like skateboards I been on my grind with it
I can't get you out my head you
(Uhh)
When I heat up the stage you can feel the love
And I'm grateful I'm grateful for the love
(Love is in the air tonight)
(Can you feel it)
(Love is in
help it when I feel like this
There's only one thing to do
Baby, I'm missin' you
I'm comin' over, I hope it's alright
Listen for me pullin' into
to the part where his records
Could 'fford him a couple Fords like "Lord, ain't he gifted?"
Christmas just doesn't fit him, I need my own holiday
And by
one, I held on
I could feel something coming
I struggle not to lose hope
Then wash over me all your love, by your love
Two lonely hearts becoming one
bulletproof
With them snipers, no binoculars, we looking for you
Got your bitch on my line, she keep calling me
Feel like my shadow when I'm walking, she
on me everyday
I'm like fuck everybody, you feel me, fuck it
One time for me, cool by the sunshine
Money got punchlines, only take one times
Take small
the springs in the middle pop
Listen to R&B but she listen to screw a lot
Treated cock like a lollipop
She gone taste every little drop
Fly to Thaila will go
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