Lyrics:
1, 2, X is comin' for you
3, 4, you better lock your door
5, 6, get your crucifix
7, 8, don't stay up late
1, 2, X is comin' for you
3, 4,
3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12
This stacks is on deck, this bitches don't second this, somebody bail
That's why the pussy club sell 'coz a nigga
'cause we live by the sword
Three, plus sixty degrees
Two, for the black and the blue
One, for the sun, step into millennium
Ten
Nine
Eight
Seven
who's that writin') John the Revelator
Wrote the book of the seven seals
Look, God walked down the hill one day
Called Adam by his dame
And Adam
(yeah)
And all my shooters shootin' .223's 'bout me, Wop
Pick 'em with the AK-47
Three-sixty-five, twenty-four seven
Percocet got a nigga nose sweaty
like to get to know?
Slow your roll i can tell
You're tryna take me home
But there are seven things about me
That I think you should know
See there's
Baby baby baby baby
That's ass go crazy
Gotta keep it in rotation
Hit that stage
Throw some ones
And get her naked
Throw it high
To the sky
Make her
We put the windows down and our heads out
As we're driving towards the denying
Work the 9 to 5 can go by quick
Take your vitamins read your morning
24/7 I've been working overtime
Ain't got that much to show for it
Still had to sell my soul for it
Just to get by
24/7 I've been working overtime
You're tuned in to Buck Naked and Kyle on Cosmos Radio (ayy-yo-yo-yo-yo-yo-yo)
Ayo-yo, ayo
Bring it back to the basement
Freddy Kruger shit
a thousand times
Those seven days a thousand
Moments with her, now they're all a blur
Except for every second and every word
Every drop of rain, every single
Naive I Can’t pretend to be
She naked on the bed for me
Her tongue dutty wine for me
Nasty is a class for me
I hope it is your major
Having ass is really
It's the dawn of the dud
Technicolor attention deficit
Got all the answers
Can't remember what the question is
Every 2nd second tick he feel
thoughts naked mind
Stranded like an atom
Calligraphy writings on
The walls like a caveman
Pytho snakes and ladders
Lemme take it back to heaven
Don't you
first in a trial. I'll second the motion
'Til the jury's bored to death and puts your neck in a notion.
The situation's volatile. A naked problem child
is
when I'm down on the ground think Im undertaker by the way that I sit up
It only take seven seconds to get to you and make sure you get beat up
I just
these blocks, still aim to make it now
You calling your girl up, but she posted naked now
Showing you love, but you know she faking now
Got my second
charges
A stimulating effect
And the lights thrust
And the action had secrets
Twenty-seven on her labia
And a thick one was being applied to her clitoris
So
life but man his life still gotta change
16 years breathing, his demeanor said more
Cause he was seven years old when that body hit the floor
But fuck it
When we're together there are never boring moments
Damn day derailed by predatory towing
Second-floor abode, that I'm settled more at home in
When I was
own nation
then all the radio would play is Fellatia Geisha
wouldn’t it be great?
Yea heres my soul take it!
Let’s have a seance naked
hold my hand
Radio, fuck you! Radio, fuck you!
Wait a second, you saying? ayy, ayy
Wait a second ayy, ayy
Is it radio fuck you? That's
What you say? Exactly
Not fuck
our gun hands tied
For this old world has seen the worst of us
Its love worn thinner by the day
And every ounce of havoc, that we wreaked upon it
veins
Threading courage through the hole in my heart
To finally stitch a sentence together
I hold my breath for seven seconds
Six
Five
Four
I hold myself
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