Lyrics:
us
Uptight we go ride or die on our own horse
I no go promise you the big big money
Dem dey sing for dema music
But if ibi money wey go make you happy
no shittin'
(yeah)
I copped my momma a coupe with no ceiling
(yeah) s yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, facts
Need 'bout two, three, four, uh (three, four)
Need
juicy shawty no y3 badass
Me b) ne d3 fruity your ass be ma drum pads
May3 tsi d3 math set chale you for compass
I dey draw circles you no be gang stand
two-two opps, three-three opps
I remember that's so much strike 'cause we ride
Only woke up to go see opps
I let my chopper sing a sad song (sad song,
to know you
When you're down and out
So sing a hymn for my soul
Stand by me as I grow
I'm just trying to climb up nine hills
In seven short days sing
bring to You
This song I sing for You say
It's all for You
My heart will beat for You
To worship only You
This song I sing for You say
It's all for You
gye nu by force
Grrr
And thats on god
Cause boys make wild for street
We do this so mama go fit eat
S3 w3ni BA y3 sikas3M mu ah, joe boy you never go
wanting more
I have a song I would love to sing
I can sing it for you now
But the boys and I need some time to set things up
Why don't you have a look
Watch me sing baby by the big baby yeah
I brought my ring with me
Have a fling with me
Yeah
I feel pain
I feel pain
I feel pain
By the Bank
I feel pain
I
thee?
I'm gonna send thee three by three
Three for the Hebrew children
Two for Paul and Silas
One for the itty bitty baby
Who was born, born, born
name
I used to sing spirituals and I thought that this
Was the thing that I wanted to do
But somehow or other When I went in the army I picked up
callin' my name
I used to sing spirituals and I thought that
This was the thing I wanted to do
But somehow or another, when I went in the Army
I
you
All I know be sey
We, we go do all
We go sing praise to the lord
We go ball for sure
After all the stress, school no ye wiee so ma guy don dull
Make
called, Edutainer
You'll find the law of balance on the two turntables
So look out for the FRESH Edutainer label
[KRS-One]
Biddi-by-by, by
m all.
Big up to my mom's and paps- for l3ttin' your boy writ3 songs
Now my lif3's abov3 I'm making 3m racks, som3 calling' 3m bands also.
I know you don't
raiding our pubs for no reason at all
Lining the customers up by the wall
Picking out people and knocking them down
Resisting arrest as they're kicked
by one
I tell Dem I rock Dem two by two
I tell Dem I rock Dem three by three
cn'a Dem four by four untill Dem sing my song
Itta rhythm n Soul ya
We
election
Ano get vim say we go chop madam
Madam speaker
3h33 3h33 madam the road madam
The road wey we for do for Lapaz
We plan say we go delay am by
Six
leavin' so soon
Oh, St. Teresa, higher than the moon
Reach down for the sweet stuff, when she looks at me
I know any man sees you like I see
Follow down
(One, two, three, four)
I’m your little baby doll
You my Mr rock n’ Roll King
Make me wanna sing, sing for them all
(One, two, three, four)
I’m your
in the car
GQ: Is it true that you wrote the
Songs for Channel Orange in three weeks?
Frank Ocean: yeah
Then I worked on them for nine
Months
you rock
I said one, two, three, four, tell me, Wonder Mike
What are you waiting for?
I said a hip hop,
The hippie to the hippie
The hip hip
One, two, three, four
Now I'm in town, break it down, thinkin' of makin' a new sound
Playin' a different show every night in front of a new crowd
this song all the people having fun
Music is what I'm living for
If you are feeling weak so deep inside
No place to run, no place to hide
R. E. S. P.
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