Lyrics:
Why she keep calling my phone, yeah
Fuck it, hear the sound of my ringtone (Ringtone)
Why she keep calling my phone, yeah (My, phone)
Fuck it, hear
Pick it up from the start or we've nowhere to go
Quick with the rhythm ain't no taking it slow
Got a need that I feed now by hitting the road
And I'm
Convince me by showing me around
For as long as I don't see a light, hear a sound or a voice so bright
Show me the traces
When the thunder roars
bibles
For the cobler, hebrews flee to the hills of Masada
For the love of God, guns make a loud sound
I'ma show you how thugs get down
Shoot outs,
ten
My story is rough, my neighbourhood is tough
But I still sport gold, and I'm out to crush
My name is Cool J, I devastate the show
But I couldn't
startin' to show
We just started the show, I'm so glad you could show
But other than my ignorance, well, what do I know huh
Tell me what do I know about
loh ka'we Sound
But only me fit to run my race race
A1 lori street moti graduate graduate
Even this life na by grace by grace
Ghetto boy soldier we dey
What time is it?
Hangin' by the backstage door, decked out like a queen
Your body's sayin' 21, but your face says 17
My intuition tells me, that
I fart on a record, trust me nigga it'll sound good
So Jay-Z, if you're down with the groove, my mellow
Get on the mic it's time to show and prove
than the Van Wyck
Backwards Stan Smith
When I come bring the noise
I sweep rappers by the Bunch
Like they Brady's boys
So change your sound 'fore
I claim
you can't hear the silence
Even when it's there. Like the wind seen from the window,
Seeing it but not being touched by it.
*
Words sometimes
busy when she’s not around
I said
Hey there
What’s that smell
Show it off like it’s show and tell
I said
Hey there
What’s that sound
Getting busy
Please take your time and take it slow
As all you do will start to show
I'm in a sea of strangers
Shaking me up and down
I'm in a in a sea
really for show and tell
It's what I do to reclaim my composer's composure after the sounds result in stereo mud
If you can't at least crack a smile when
the sound of not
Being enough
Missing the signs the
Walls are closing in
Will I ever feel safe in my
Own skin
Held captive by my own
Intuition
My heart feels
alluding
My feuding's simply undefined by her soothing
If she stays, I may even leave behind all the glooming
And she may even help me realign my spinal
faded
She was a witness to the strength the long beach sound created
By now, without music she'd go out of her mind
Deep in her soul where these melodies
I'll never be the same again
Now the days are a perfect ten
When you show up
Even water smells scented
Yeah I know I sound demented
When you show up
Now
came so far from dealin' blow
Been on my grind and now it shows
Ain't nobody sound like this
We ain't the same, they rode that dick
Fuck them lames, get
came so far from dealin' blow
Been on my grind and now it shows
Ain't nobody sound like this
We ain't the same, they rode that dick
Fuck them lames, get
two-step
If ya know he love ya
It don't matter if you by yourself
If ya know he love ya
If that boy don't love you by now
He will never ever, never
two-step
If ya know he love ya
It don't matter if you by yourself
If ya know he love ya
If that boy don't love you by now
He will never ever, never
to the ground
All around the globe
Travel far and wide
Playin side by side
With that side by side sound
Just finished up with the fans
Another job done right
to the ground
All around the globe
Travel far and wide
Playin side by side
With that side by side sound
Just finished up with the fans
Another job done right
No
Discuss these show by vazquez sounds Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In