Lyrics:
yo, go by the Jane Doe
Drenched in Polo, chill downtown in Soho
You don't know, this is just half my potential
Check my credentials, come harder than
She left me when my drinking
Became a proper stinging
The devil came and took me
From bar to street to bookie
No more nights by the telly
No more
life into the blink of an eye (eye)
And if you see your cloning on a street walking by (by)
Keep on running for your life 'cause only one will survive
your bed
But I can feel it just a little more
I'll watch you fall apart, babe you know it
You know I'm young and stuff, babe don't blow it
Just
She left me when my drinking
Became a proper stinging
The devil came and took me
From bar to street to bookie
No more nights by the telly
No more
my all
Kind woman, nothing more
Little drops of rain, whispers of the pain
Tears and love lost in the days gone by
Our love is strong, with you
the daring of her [Incomprehensible]
Life is so completely zany and free
By the Mediterranean sea
Ah, the Riviera
Where every golden coat of sun tan
Has
was next
And sittin' by the pole was a old ass man wearin' a Rolex
I took the shit and hit the bastard hard
Ripped his pants clean off his ass
letters under candle, delivered by camel
Layin in a dug-out channel's kinda hard to handle
So I say a little prayer to my maker in this blood filled place
Pretty little girl on the side of the road
Yellow hair in a yellow bow
Little thumb sticking in the exit lane
Two packs of smokes and a candy cane
a little more
But I can't get you out of my head
And I hope I'm running through yours
And that I'm
Still that cowboy that stole your heart
Still that
shock, girl
Little more da dutty, we'll rock dat world
Top, top, girl
Me and you together is a wrap, dat girl
Driving around da town in your drop
Like its time to leave I get back on my feet
Lately it's hard to keep my cool
Safe to say it's a sign of the times
A little more love from you
And I'll
me, then they went a little black on me
They got a little more dogs
I got a little more smart
I backed away from that bullshit, then I got a little
it day by day
You'll find your way
Somewhere better, somewhere new
Something better, something new
Maybe it'll take a little luck
And someday soon
Ability
Is what you’re capable of doing
Motivation
Determines just what you’ll do
Attitude
Determines how well you do it
Just a little theory I apply to my
Check it more questions, more answers
More ci smoke and more cancer
More arguing, more resistance
Its seems like the closer we get
It's more distance
As a tot, when I trotted in little velvet panties,
I was kissed by my sisters, my cousins, and my aunties.
Sad to tell, it was hell, an inferno
Buck 65-Square 3
[intro]
Music to be murdered by
It is mood music in a juggular vein and I hope you like it
Our record requires only the simplist
[laughing] Yea
[more laughing]
Follow... Juss do what ya feel and never follow
Never follow... Juss do what ya feel and never follow
[Chorus]
Juss
I hate cops and
Niggas with cop friends
And still by weight in the
Hood they drop ends
With little marks on 'em scratched by the eye
You hand me
And make them a little
Less confusing things become
So much clearer when you write them down
Become so much more manageable
When you can sort of look at them
Cause when I'll get a little more sober, I know I'll be over you
And I may be a little bit drunk but I know what I've got to do
Cause when I'll get
his
chorus (x4)
Say yeah!
Come on ya!
I'm the jam, I slam, cause I am the man, hut damn!
I swing more beats than tarzan
Am a rascal bad little bastard
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