Lyrics:
they press me sharply
And harry me through the day
Then look for me by the moonlight
Watch for me by the moonlight
I'll come to thee by the moonlight
through the day
Then look for me by the moonlight
Watch for me by the moonlight
I'll come to thee by the moonlight, though hell should bar the way"
He rose
560 SL, big paper on the low like a coke sale
560 SLHeard they're tryna stop us but oh well
Big paper on the low like a coke sale 560 SL
Heard
me sharply
Harry me through the day
Oh, then look for me by moonlight
Watch for me by moonlight
And I'll come to thee by moonlight
Though Hell
if they press me sharply, and harry me through the day,
Then look for me by the moonlight,
Watch for me by the moonlight,
I'll come to thee by
they press me sharply
And harry me through the day
Then look for me by the moonlight
Watch for me by the moonlight
I'll come to thee by the moonlight
yo (so?)
Once bruised one time, 'tis forgotten
And once the plums is rotten
The skinzz'll cut your gums
At the corner store, a sign reads:
"For Sale
by nine for a very long time
*** droppin' dimes, *** is droppin' whole hundreds
So the hood's gettin' skinny and the one-times love it
If I don't go
I broke down a few more barricades
Got me a few more accolades
Used to look forward to the weekend
Now every day's like Saturday
Surrounded by
he been running around with a low class Jezebel
Now he's got a monthly payment and I got a ring for sale
I got a ring for sale
It's yellow gold
Neon signs in broad daylight
Love for sale all day and night
On the Miracle Mile
On the Miracle Mile
I walk by you in a four-inch heel
You smile,
beats, like Benson and Hedges.
I'll be here by all for one, baby, one for all.
Need a nigga call anytime, I'll be there for y'all.
Sometimes you need
invented lower living?
The projects, thank God for Russell Simmons
Thank God for Sugarhill
I'm putting a different kind of
Steel up to my grill
Y'all know
niggaz for they Troops
We come to tell the people dem, we're talkin one love
One are we in love, a way dem cyan't dub
They'll find it in a pub,
chillin' with my niggas. Talkin'
'Bout how ugly life is when you stuck in the middle. I've got
Weed for sale. Tell 'em keep it on the low. I've got
Weed for
Yes B’y
What do ya say when you’re heading to George Street?
Yes b’y
What do ya say when you’re dancing to the beat?
Yes b’y
Then Sunday Mudder’s
Instruments: Guitar, Bass, Drums, Synths
Unholy (Lyrics)
I won't fall for it this time
Cause our love has been a lie
And I won't be tricked by a snake of eden
How can a non-musician discuss the future of music
From anything other than a consumer point of view?
These people make decisions for the bulk of us
like you ain't wanna be born
And tell your friends stay the hell out of my lawn
Chicken George became dead George stealin' chickens from my farm
Damn,
by an eye and an evil pyramid tent
They they got us slave pill poppin' like sales event
Don't listen to King K here's a supplement
Off the shits
salе
So come on down by my parents house
We got old CD's that I couldn't throw out
I'll even sell you the house
But the freedom's not for sale
We're
to the land
For him alone
And the post office was for sale
And the National Health had failed
To carry on
Cos one by one
The things that we had were gone
and my sister who has been dismissed by all the racial slurs and taught she’d have to be a mother
This for Elijah and for George, fighting for our freedom
Harry me through the day
Oh, then look for me by moonlight
Watch for me by moonlight
And I'll come to thee by moonlight
Though Hell should bar the way
He
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