Lyrics:
to the curb
B2K bitch you will get served
By a hip hop junkie bitch I'm way too funky
Lyrical mastermind
I'ma marketing genius
That's long dick shit
So they
rush 2
In the city of lights, heartbeats ignite
As the clock strikes twelve, we come alive come alive
Lost souls seeking thrill, adrenaline's high
We're
boots
When it comes to graduation, he's number one
An expert with a rifal and also a gun
Three weeks on the beat and his weak nerves crack
And fires four
boots
When it comes to graduation, he's number one
An expert with a rifal and also a gun
Three weeks on the beat and his weak nerves crack
And fires four
Who's bad?
She was more like a beauty
Queen from a movie scene
I said, "Don't mind, but what do you mean
I am the one
Who will dance on the floor
something up, send some messages
Ayo, ayo, I used to tell a maid
"Sunny side up"
Basement, a chainsaw, money tied up
Paper bag over his head, tell 'em come
And a zip loc full of ether
R
E
S
P
E
C
T
Her like Aretha
2 swipes of the VISA
2 nights in Ibiza
Psilocybin got us wylin
I can tell she like it by her eyes
Tuesday following
He required only three hours of beauty sleep
To show something beautiful
Poseidon shall undergo
Something so subliminal
Delivered by
gotta come and
Make that pick up
Dog, I hit your block in a pick-up
Jay Rock I'm me, a lion, a man, a
I do it by myself
With a hook and an uppercut
Doctor
scoopin' games in this manly fashion
(that's right) and by the way
I'm movin' caine while I'm blammer-blastin
(fuck that) when will it change
The restraints
action
By seeing it as a challenge, you
Will have converted this negative
Into a positive
Purely by a mental process that will
Result in positive action
to intrigue me ain't easy
Unless you bringing them bad beasies in three-bies
We be having them louder than one-ninety-four dB
Organ, grinding, so they pour
fuckers stayin' mad
Bastard, I'm a Snow, just like what we writing in
I get high and ride dragons just to come home again
We in the stu', too high to even
Here they come, here they come
Line the people one by one
In a row, just for fun, for the thrill of it
Take 'em down, take 'em down
I'm
make it in this month
Sometimes it comes every week
Days where standing for something has got me glued to my seat
It's back to making beats, guess it's
In a direction to speak on something that's realer than the TV screen
By any means, wasn't trying to offend or come between
Her personal life, I was
in the shit
Shit everybody get lit
Come on, oi you're mad with it, mad with it
Oi so Steff like
I did say I've waited three and a half years
Charlie
diamonds in the light
And we're standing side by side
As your shadow crosses mine
What it takes to come alive
It's the way I'm feeling I just can't
and her
We as one and she is done
Battle rap me three to one
Freedom after, kingdom come
Triple hundred K in my duffle
Give a hundred K to my muscle
stop
All the fellas in the house say hooooooooooooo
(then hoooooooo said by the fellas) ya don't stop
Verse 3: lost boyz
Word up
You know me gotta
Up all night till the break of the morning
It's 3am what will it take
I'm high as fuck yeah up in space
And I can't seem to come down
In the middle
that everything just gets lost in there
And if it never comes out,? that?s ok by me..
And on other side, ???..at the top there may light at the end
something really formal. Maybe that already happened. Here comes a school bus full of children crashing into you, killing you. When will be the last time you
the one to put
the peaches in your pie
sugar in your tea
the twinkle in your eye
Let me be the one who comes
home to you each night
sit there by the fire
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