Lyrics:
better
Set it all down in a tear-stained letter
Well my head was beating like a song by The Clash
It was writing cheques that my body couldn't cash
the
Animal that cannot get rid of
It's fears and when
So many of them lay inside of us
These fears tend to color how we view the
World we shift from feeling
that motherfucker going live
They'll remember me forever, King Arthur
Motherfucker standing at the bridge
Looking down from the top
It's a long way
But
And play that back till it sound like flames
Wanna be by myself
I just wanna be by myself
And do my own, all alone
I just wanna be by myself
I just wanna be
on the nickel spot
Gangsta P got 30 for a nickel rock, repeated offender
Should've told that nigga stop 'fore they ate him for dinner
The church ran by a sinner
wanna test the mental, the truth is
Naughty by Nature makes that feel good music
(It feels good, yeah) it feels good to you (good to you)
Let me see
Young Hov in the house, it's so necessary
Green Lantern in the house, so necessary
Why you fronting on me? Is that necessary?
You know you've
it was only me
I ain't have no co defendant
Oven mitt I hold the heat
Homeless how I roam the streets
50 in my 40 cause them niggas might be 40 deep
and Charlie Clips go
Off the top is his biggest peeve
That's how I know you racist
Cause you just hate seeing niggas free
I get it G's, you looking like you
I could use another wood, I
Feel so misunderstood (Damn)
Tryna read me like a map
Riddle me that
Gimme some Ritalin sleep for the wack
Work in
styles?
And all the niggas that you think about fucking
And all the shit you know you really wanna do when we buzz it (ha ha ha)
If I was fucking you,
As they focus they vision on these players and pimps
Who keep it gully? (That nigga Mush)
Who play it cool like Arthur Fonzarelli
Dippin' through my hood
I've been on the fritz and lately been off the shits
I almost called it quits til I put in my all my chips
No Arthur but I used to ball my fists
Now
Yea I want the crown and I'm coming for it
Don't give a fuck what you feeling or if you feel annoyed
I'm fresh to death I'm walking dead
Coulda
Word
Never saying how you feel
It's passive aggressive
I need answers girl
But you passing the question
If I could say one thing
I have a suggestion
How it feel, how it feel
To have a real one in your corner baby?
They can never clone it baby
How it feel, how it feel
To have a real one in your
Frank zappa (guitar, synclavier)
Steve vai (guitar)
Ray white (guitar, vocals)
Tommy mars (keyboards)
Chuck wild (piano)
Arthur barrow (bass)
Scott
Feel like I'm Harden, I was shootin' on Artesia with him (yeah)
Baby said she need commitment, I guess I'll think about it
I never leave without it, he
the world once more starts making sense
I'll unwind for a change, really? That'd be strange
Can I help it if I'm t-t-tense?
In a shack by the sea, I'll sit
Aye
That was way back then on the nine-ten
I remember well, it was nine-ten
Many years have passed since the nine-ten
Nine-ten, talking 'bout
How do you want it?
How does it feel?
Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game
Livin' in the fast lane, ah, for real
How do you want it? (yeah)
How
How do you want it?
How does it feel?
Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game
Livin' in the fast lane, ah, for real
How do you want it? (yeah)
How
disturbed from it he
Feels like the person
That's facin' him is violating
His personal space
He's a groundhog that's why he wakes up
And writes the same verse
They get clean wind what you gon do?
Rap about a fight I had with
A nigga that by me? And I bit him back
Well talk about how it was 20 niggas
There and I
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