Lyrics:
down by a lake an I smoke it to the face
Yea it takes me to a place where my mind is free
I be up in outer space on that thc
Smoking on a slab wax will
criss-crossed
Put there just like wax
You don't respect them for their imperfections
I don't understand why you choose to be
It don't matter today
It don't
of wax, cold as ice
In deathly wake, the figure lies,
Blood turns black, skin turned white
A silhouette of time gone by
Eyes roll back beyond this place
his church ain't right
Deacon is a pimp, tell by his eyes
Mrs. Parks said, "Brother Starks, meet you at the numbers spot
Heard you got red tops out,
his church ain't right
Deacon is a pimp, tell by his eyes
Mrs. Parks said, "Brother Starks, meet you at the numbers spot
Heard you got red tops out,
Hurby the producer ain't no joke
He always makes sure the beats are dope
When I explore, I take you down to the core
Wanted by the FBI as a wicked
of west philly
came my man jazz
with mucho pazazz and a razamatazz
he slice the wax cut forward cut back
right and exact
you know the man ain't at all wack
With mucho pizzaz and a razzmatazz
He slice the wax, cut forward, cut back, right and exact
You know the man ain't at all wack
The magnificent movie
style, not heard by the usual
You bite you get damaged, so my brothers stay mutual
While I'm makin and takin, emcees shakin and flakin
Pre-heat my oven
dope in that brand new Audi
(Audi Audi)
Designer belt designer belt bitch by myself
(by myself) in the kitchen cookin' pies
I can do this by myself (by
They like Why you so cold
My soul froze
Cause lifes been rough
Growin Hardly knowing
Who I could trust
Many on wax
Exaggerate
When Really they
to the tv
Obtusely
By now you know you can't fool me
I'll nickel and dime this frugally
Beautifully
Without the nudity
I seen your little mutiny
While I was
land couldn't leave by ship
He thought of a way to make the trip
Using only feathers, wax, and string
Somehow made two pairs of wings
But the sun would
the recipe to create a king? Is it power, blood, honesty?
Followed by one then two then three
Now the world I've created will kneel to me
And maybe love is all
off my feet
And I'm trying to keep it clean
There's laws to attraction
That you just don't abide by
In the heat of the night
You streak and you light
the recipe to create a king? Is it power, blood, honesty?
Followed by one then two then three
Now the world I’ve created will kneel to me
And maybe love is all
I know that I'm hard to handle
I still got her picture on my mantel
She like the wax from the
Candle on her back
Gotta get it by myself cuz everybody
I'm a believer, over achiever
I gotta tax that
Put me in a wax museum, you can't wax that
You can't wax that
Blessed by the Gods I'm a little odd
Still
Candle wax
You got a little something in your hair
Candles lack
Ambition to be forest fires
Can your back
Be better lit before you walk away
It's
all around. The winter air freezes from the inside out. Sitting now waiting for the wax and the wane of the spring to bring in the summer swells
gave me you number anyway you were on the talcum
Powder, how's about them oranges?
Moved away from home to school with big plans
By day, studied
Hurby the producer ain't no joke
He always makes sure the beats are dope
When I explore I take you down to the core
Wanted by the FBI as a wicked
you blast it one starts to feel kinky
I think thee, goes by the name of Young Slinky
And just when you thought it was safe to relax (Safe to relax!)
to feel kinky
I think thee, goes by the name of Young Slinky
And just when you thought it was safe to relax (Safe to relax!)
L-Boogie spits with perfect
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