Lyrics:
and signs for those who seek
When they said, Truly Joseph and his brother Benjamin are loved more by our father than
We, but we are a strong group, really
Slappin' ninjas out of hidin' spots
To the left, to the right
Over here,there,we everywhere
All these underground down with the bottom
said "baby, can't we just go out to dinner, please?"
I says no
She says "yes"
I says no
She says "yes"
I says no
She says "yes
Oh, here's your keys"
I
long term as I go too far with this statement
We're making statement after statement
Facts
Keeping our heads up without no face lift
Face it we got here
I'm not your enemy, baby
I'll be the one who takes you home
When the lights go out on this ghost town
And you don't owe me anything
We just
the history of music
By night, just to pay for that shit, you'd dance
To get your pants was a mission impossible
We were both the same age but I
Suppose
a wishing well
I've sent you positivity
(Here you go)
You've got mail, you’ve got mail
I just wanna watch days go by
Only with you by my side
Got baggage we
expresas muy violento
La musica es pa bailarla, no es para esto
Deja de decir esas cosas que no causas un buen efecto
Ah shit here we go again, like CJ used
Peter, the protagonist, hopped in his car and drove
With the intentions of driving off a foggy mountain road
He skipped the bridge out by
part right here
Everyday, seven takes of the same old scene
Seems we're bound by the laws of the same routine
Gotta talk to you now 'fore we go
(It's a tough) Road to hold, as we go
Pumping from the speakers of the ra-di-o (Pop!)
Bleeds from the speakers and fills up the sky
As we scream dance
the city
Heres somethin that ya best not miss
as we go a little somethin like dis
come on
(de dede de de dede de de de dede dede
de dede de de dede de de de
Pooty, that was chill, okay lemme get on this)
Aight here we go, I'm a finish this off
Cyclin' on the town with a gnarly scoff
Pushin' through life with
the Check
Cut the Crap or Cut the Check
We gon be alright
We gon be alright
crrive here ridin on beams of light
In the dark sittin Indian style
by candle
and a whole lot of show
And with Hank Junior blaring on the radio
We got a tank full of gas and we was on our way
We figured we'd go down to New Orleans
Here here we go from Japan to Romeo
My flow is slow and it's ya know my first time on radio
Now some say I'm foul, some say I'm wild
And that all
the chinese police
Here the dogs roll by?
Is this here they keep
The philostophers now,
With the rugs & the dust,
Where the books go to die?
How many yez got?
I'm an Outlaw, give me two shots
We don't need a radio, bring the jukebox
For my outlaws, bring me three shots
We can raise hell before this beat
what nobody
Is here but you, spider and Mase
There's supposed to be three
Hundred thousand in there (G-Unit radio)
When the drama get to poppin'
It don't
time to start the war, now here we go
Our first mission: just don't listen
Turn it off,
Turn it off,
Turn the radio off
Don't you know we
man
Odogwu jay
Baba cut soap for me
No come dey do baba
Me I no send aza
Me I no wan gragra
Baba cut soap for me
No come dey do baba
Na here we dey
where i sleep, now give me my key
[Verse 8: N.O.R.E.]
New York get the blood money, dirty cash still sweet
We will blackwall street by the swapmeet with
magic tricks
We see ya in the clubs
Everywhere, around the world
Let's go
[Hook, R. Kelly]
Lookin' for that magic chick
Who wants to disappear
And get
Hear my song on the radio
I'll be the smile when you check your phone
Your favorite scene, and your Romeo
Then we'll drown ourselves in the afterglow
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