Lyrics:
wey girl come your house na ein u self go dey shift pant
Omo I fine I thank God say I fine
Like do not urinate here na me be that fine
Ogbono & okro no
A telegram was waitin' from the stranger for the crowd
Said ?Thank you for the money boys but don?t feel too outdone
'Cause it takes a dog to know a dog I?m
grateful you found her a spot on the sound radio
We'll think of you every time she's on the air
We'd love you to stay but you'd be in the way
So do up
this time, but if you leave again
I'll break your fucking jaw!"
Super! Great! Okay!
"Thank you Old Man, for saving my life
Thank you again
Desert Kites: Something Dark (Radio Edit) Lyrics.
A winters day, far away
In space and time
So long ago, I should let it go
I think about it all
Sebi
Well I'd be damned by your favorite emcee you been shammed
They only granted me diplomatic immunity because they fear I'd murder their rap
Good morning Ladies and Gentlemen
It's 9:13AM
Feels like a cool winter morning with a slight breeze
You've tuned into 91.9 radio and this is Gerry
on airplanes like B.o.B
Canibus, Wu-Tang, you know our history but hats off
When we rap this Jack Frost we outline the track chalk
Thank God for the one-two
they the Forces that determine the final say
No shade grey, Black and unapologetic, Progressive Underground wit no radio edit so forget it if
you think
of detentional
Gavel man sentence fall
So we all get what we need
On sustenance we all feed
Liquid , pill, powder, plant
Radios edit out that
Due to bunk
I'd like to be
It's not a homeless life for me, yeah, oh-oh
Thank you
Ooh
front of a train, gang gang
130 Miles an hour
Nothing could hurt more than seeing you in the shower
With another dude, not trying to be rude
But I'd chop
Tottenham police station
Paid subs to go on the radio station
Left radio jumped on the train to Leytonstone
Linked Murkle Man to make some more grime in
stopped by a train
And put this jam on replay
I can be your kind of song
I can be your favorite playlist
On your radio station
And be your number one pick
I
stopped by a train
And put this jam on replay
I can be your kind of song
I can be your favorite playlist
On your radio station
And be your number one pick
I
I was raised in a canyon
By the country music station
In a richland deserrt dust bowl
And the radio towers would scrape the low clouds
And sway when
station
Left radio jumped on the train to Leytonstone
Linked Murkle Man to make some more grime in the basement
Lemme show you bout dedication
Suffering
Or even if you're from the West or East coast
I'd like to thank all of you, save the most
Don't diss each other by sayin' who's better
Just do it
my God damn self
Fuck, run and train, that shit lame
I'd rather be one-on-one with a bitch gettin' brain
Too many heads on a blunt, nigga don't get
crisis that I'm in
Don't chime in
Front block like a line men
No longer co-sign it
Album two, you'll get what that line meant
Clearing shit up just like my
you)
Thank you!
Oh yeah, Mike (yeah)
VM: Thankyou very much.
Now we would like to have a surprise for you tonight
I'd like to bring on a friend
You can't come from the radio or suburb and
Try to hold these streets down, seen niggaz get beat down
Scarface and Jake, put this out on the map, I got
hip-hop was good
There lived a little boy who was misled
By a little Sha-tan and this is what he said
"Me and you kid we gonna make some cash
Jacking
And a whole lot of show
And with Hank Jr. blaring on the radio
We got us a tank full of gas
And we was on our way
We figured we'd go down to New Orleans
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