Lyrics:
have Rarnaby Budge
By Charles Dikkens With
Two-K's The Well-Known-Dutch-Author
And perhaps, to save time
I should add we don't have Carnaby Fudge by
night
It had me shook drinking
Peppermint schnapps with Jackie Wilson and Sam Cooke
Then some lady named Billie Holiday sang
Sittin' there kickin' it with
time thinking bout the ultimate gank
Can I get my Coup together pull a move on the bank?
I be the picture perfect hustler for the piece of the pie
Thinkin' November bout the time that we had just walkin' by the stone walls
No Sally don't get down, cause I've been lookin' all over town
For a brand new
of my life
Cigarettes and cheap white wine
Getting off my head for the millionth time
Charlie’s standing by my side
Turned my head
Looked him dead in
The young generation yo,
What's the deal bro, Charlie Brown, man
[Charlie Brown]
I don't know what the deal is
You have to ask my partna Dinco D
Yo yo
Shit, tired of gettin shot at
Tired of gettin chased by the police and arrested
Niggaz need a spot where WE can kick it
A spot where WE belong,
in pain?
Time, time went by, you and I
Sleep side by side when day becomes the night
Life in a new place I call home
Made me leave behind times when I
the commotion quite emotionless
Like what's the reason for the protest
Turns out this brother was stopped by cops in mad traffic
and they beat him pretty bad
thing
We did was "Who Are The Brain Police?
" and by the time we finished "Brain Police
" his head was going around like this, you
Know, and he says,
I woke up feeling the sunshine
Drift across my face
It took me back to emotions
From another time and place
Those yesterdays
Cruising in my
Yhung2four shawnazz
Omo nah true life story
Eehehh
Charlie is a boy
Praying for the favour of God
Many things wey him put in hand
Many dey spoil
Him
many times I should not be alive- yeah
Dazed by the haze
Might be fading away
But if you could just listen to what I am sayin' -
Damn, what was i talkin
it up, throw it up
[WC]
Fuck talkin, I`m chalkin niggas, best ta get ta walkin
It`s The Shadiest, Charlie Hustle and my nigga the Chickenhawk in
it stay there, stay there, stay the fuck there
(Hey Mr. Wilson!)
Mr. Wilson, the menace is back
Satanic minister Rap
For real, it's a wrap
Take
Spark that L!
We keep it koming
We keep it koming, huh
We keep it koming (Spark that L!)
We keep it koming, uhh
And when it's time to Organize
a long time
And Wilson too
Boy, boy, boy, boy, boy
Look here
Hey John
How about a little taste? You know what I want
Gimme a big ol' glass on them good
by somebody
In Sac Town if your creative that's a crime
And they got it locked down so you can mentally do the time
And you could say who why don't
her
She know I don't need her
(Like when Tom Hanks lost Wilson on Castaway)
But now she's seemin' insecure (Damn)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh, okay I got a new
a very long time
In the wardrobe the hangers are bare
Don't know how you did it, it must've been planned
You even took your favorite chair
So goodbye
a very long time
In the wardrobe the hangers are bare
Don't know how you did it, it must've been planned
You even took your favorite chair
So goodbye
bitches bad yea they glazed Krispy Kreme
Bitch I kill the game got them sick Charlie Sheen
Please don't waste my time baby I ain't feeling right
When I
(Ramen)
Twenty at time
Oh I'm
Fucking two dimes
Say they friends
Look like twins to me
Feel like Charlie Sheen
This feel like make believe
It's
is my time
She mix sprite wit her Barcardi
She not my type, good luck Charlie
Who gotta light? I got some Bob Marley
Finish ever single blunt that
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