Lyrics:
"Slow Jamz
" holla at your man
Old school like Melle Mel
Or we could go to the D where Drelle Drel
Or DC, PG, or ATL
Back in Chi, I mean my life like
coke we took yea we cooked the crack
The police don't really want us, they want the coke back
It's impossible, just ask the word by the hospital
See what I'ma do is, like...
I just kinda want to be able to, you know...
Smoke by myself,
Without kinda being bothered by what a motherfucker had
the bridge
And My mama told me be home at six
Fuck the laid back shit
We can keep it real
Represent for myself so I had to keep it Ill
Having flashbacks down
different
From those summers I remember
A degenerate seeking refuge
In the refuse of his childhood
Blue, black, beaten
By the drugs inside the system
Veins
trapped inside
Lost in your soul the struggle is deep
See me wake and not go back to sleep
Call on my mother when I'm laid to peace
When I was in need she
to help, thank you to all those staff who
Stepped up to the plate, and even rubbed my back for
A minute while I laid, in the aisle and in the bathroom
undisciplined and dissipated, he wasted everything he had)
And when I saw you (mmm)
I couldn't say goodbye
'Cause it was the first time
That I laid eyes,
I'm feeling down
I'm feeling out
I'm feeling like a slug with salt on its back
And I hope that life can be much sweeter to me
Should I stay in
Should
ain't never, yeah
What you mean by yay, talkin' sellin' crack
Embalming fluid runs through Montana
Thinking going back and peddle weight
Pills that
as she laid back in my bed
It was the kind of scene I only had imagined in my head
I just could not believe it, to think that she was real
And as I tried
when we laid back down
I said I didn't come here to leave you
I didn't come here to lose
I didn't come here believing
I would ever be away from you
wisdom laid in my head
Many doors are on my way
Walked the line saw many faces
So much disorder
All my time I raise my hand again
One by one I packed my
floating
Yeah, condo chilling, laid back and we dealing
Hit the lines they be stealing, biting mine they ain't real man
All my lines I be killing, taking
by
To the other side
I'm on your other side
In Texas
A state made up of other state's bones
Clean closets
Skeletons laid out in the road
I can see them
daddy's money (aye, aye)
I ain't have no daddy's money (aye, aye)
I had to get it all by myself
I had to get it all by myself
Yeah they so quiet now
Laid
they fall
Got all of these rules just to live by the law
This is my surefire I don't get no applause
I'm just being me ain't no way that it's my fault
Old Reilly stole a stallion
But they caught him and they brought him back
And they laid him down in the jail house ground
With an iron chain
when we were
Mm-mm
We were gonna make it, weren't we, baby?
Had it all laid out in our mind
By the time we knew time was runnin' out
We done run
Come to the cabaret.
And as for me,
As for me
I made my mind up, back in Chelsea,
When I go, I'm going like Elsie
Start by admitting from cradle
opponent
M.C. Ice T just microphonin'
33 and 1/3 revolutions per minute
This record is def because my heart is in it
Vocals laid by the Ice,tempos tight
clearly dying
He was naked, but they stowed him in the back of a Land Rover
Ah, ah!
Though a hospital was near by it was no part of a prison
So they
out tonight
I'ma run up to tower records to get a pizza
Aight
Ima come back
Yeah
[dr. dooom]
Chewin alligator meat live cow steak
Sittin on old
I want to kill him but I just say no
I had enough of that line my friend
I head back to the bridge, it's getting kinda cold
I'm feelin' too low
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