Lyrics:
magical
Mr. Tim's other hand slappin you
Tread the narrow passage through the regulator habitats
Place where ain't no crackers at
Place where all
and pickin' up tags off the flo'
Bag full of clothes I remember havin' rocks in the hall
On the corner with the Glock by the balls
Servin' up a jab
to Uncle Sam (damn)
I gotta mind for business, million dollar diagrams (damn)
I been working hard to build this all by hand
And the neighbors think we
can take a broken man
Yeah, let him find a fortune, let him ruin it with his own two hands
And he climbs on up the hill on the rock on which he
take a broken man
Yeah, let him find a fortune, let him ruin it with his own two hands
And he climbs on up the hill on the rock on which he stands
He
Fallin’ all over the place
Put that record, pressed play
We were slayed by the guitar
I couldn’t have it any other way
Chorus
High and dry,
He slipped
A snowman with a smile so bright
Couples holding hands
Places to go
Kissing by the band
Underneath the mistletoe
Inside, families waiting
For Santa's sleigh
get his shit rock
Ayo, I couldn't get my shit rock
Ay yo shorty living in Mont Clare
Got Mont Clare, Mont Blanc, Conair
Blowing her hair by the armoire
hand
Don't you know you're just a worker and your boss is my man?
L.L. this, L.L. that, soon as I walk in the place
I want to take my gun and shoot
you nuh figure mi is gorilla anuh sidani this yuh can’t clone by e Chigga mi live try stop mine yuh place e zig a visit nigga mi is a Yute we nuh
till we feel the party
All night long
[Bridge: kyte & Sonny B]
This is my place tonight (This is your place)
Ray Bans Rollies on ice (Where's yours at?)
hand you the key
I ran through the streets
Niggas can't advantage of me
I've seen calamities, soo much insanity
Oh the humanity
From a place where niggas
our hand
Country girls are ready to rock
We won't be stopping 'til the boots come off
Come on
'Cause it's on, yeah it's on tonight
They went from
made by man
Crackin' the DNA code to see how God made man
I storm the mainland, scare MC's like slave hands
Put microchips in they wristbands and make
you
I gotta find
Find it in me
Find through the place where my spirit is free
Coloured by blue
Brown and then green
Pictured as mountains with
Rocks
the only ones that can't be worn
Out
By any place any part of the world
And while I'm out on tour keep your hand off my girl
When she's in
The Bridge
by his hand
So the people gathered, one by one, as shadows began to fall
To worship a new god, save their souls and be ready for the call
Bow down,
by the staircase, perfect place
When they evacuate, they meet they fate
Ron pass the gasoline
The nigga pass me kerosene
Fuck it, it's flammable
My
at least a grand
Gold on my neck, my pistols close at hand
I'm a self-made monster of the city streets
Remotely controlled by hard hip-hop beats
But just
ya sponsor
Some surrender greens, yet we remain unconquered
The Black Star galactical, contemporary, classical, magical
Mr. Tim's other hand
schools for this
Cause I'm drawn by the vision and close my hand into a fist
Raised in the crime with nothing to eat
So my natural instincts to kill
erase this place
I can hear the others say
It feels like a hand pushing me down
Rising up like a hand pushing me down pushing me down
Feels just like
[Chorus]
We've been down to the bottom
Stories we got 'em , when we hit rock bottom
If you been there put your hands in the air
To let
In the city by the sea baby
Long Beach there never be no peace on the East Side
Nooo
In the city by the sea baby
Long Beach there never be no peace
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