Lyrics:
hard, I need a woman that rolls by God
And the only man she loves is Todd
But will you be around when the raindrops fallin'
Or could it be you never
Betty-Jo
Took her to my home and we did it on the floor
The girl got freaky and I tell you more
She was down on her knees beggin' to blow
She's like
Betty-Jo
Took her to my home and we did it on the floor
The girl got freaky and I tell you more
She was down on her knees beggin' to blow
She's like
Your number, won't store it
Call me, I ignore it (hello)
I might get a 'Rari, 200 I floor it (Rari)
I was broke yesterday (yeah)
I was rich by
I'm what you call snort
First the VCR went, then the T.V. went
He stole outta mommy purse, she thought it was me kid
I ain' ask her for no money son
pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not
That go to show this ass
Kicking ain't gon bother nigga
Cause it's right back where
You started nigga
Being a son of a Harlem nigga
Now you was made by
correct,
you know, well, which is almost impossible,
i'm sure, but as much as possible and if the whole
world was aware of their responsibility,
it could
Then it's bail money and lawyer fees you got to have ends
Freshman year I had that C-B-R Hurricane
In a ill Herringbone I got 'um swingin' Heroine
I
to my home and we did it on the floor
The girl got freaky and I tell you more:
She was down on her knees beggin' to blow
She's like another freak named
Here a twister comes, here comes a twister
Same as it ever was, same as it ever was (letting the days go by)
Same as it ever was, same as it ever was
playing along to a Billy Joel song, I said to him, You know, dad, I need this note right here. And it was a note that wasn't on the keyboard and I played it
Smoke on the water
But burning down
You know
They burned down the gambling house
It died with an awful sound
Funky Claude was running in and out
tell you how it was
Serve it to you cleaner than a house keeper
Cruisin' by the scene with a street sweeper (woo)
Pour a half a pint of codeine in
to dream
And thinking how ya danced on the disco scene
Our name appears in your mind
Yeah, a name you know that was right on time
It was Phase 2 just
For your eyes, do you understand me?
For your eyes, do you understand?
For your eyes
It's several ways I could've went out, too many to count
Was
Here a twister comes, here comes a twister
Same as it ever was, same as it ever was (letting the days go by)
Same as it ever was, same as it ever was
Mhm, fuck, yeah
Met you on a Saturday, knew it was somethin' soon as you spoke it
Eye-fuckin' across the table, don't think anybody noticed
You
And them same damn people turned fake (same damn people turned)
I admit it was so hard to focus (focus)
I didn't go to classes
I admit that I dropped out
able to stop all of this senseless destruction and save 'AMERICA HERSELF'! (And I'm sorry to disappoint some of you, it was not Chief Reddin) This one
and all the niggas you claim to
Came were trained by the weak
Double up ya power
Gotta compile it to fuck with me (Ah)
Made it clear like a squeegee
I was made to love You
I was made to find You
I was made just for You
Made to adore You
I was made to love
And be loved by You
You were here
tell yourself, "This is not my beautiful house"
And you may tell yourself, "This is not my beautiful wife"
Letting the days go by, let the water hold
by Your grace
I Am Alive
It was by Your blood
My sins was washed
It was by Your grace
I am alive
If not for Your grace where would I be
You reign, Lord
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