Lyrics:
Me and my guitar
Always in the same mood
I am mostly flesh and bones
And he is mostly wood
Never does grow impatient
For the changes I don't
Klein clothes
Explode the pyros when Doc guest appear
I'm out there, I bought it with George Jetson here
Your time is near, so get your body dropped
Klein clothes
Explode the pyros when Doc guest appear
I'm out there, I bought it with George Jetson here
Your time is near, so get your body dropped
and age who could ask for more?
The crime wave is high with muggings mysterious.
All police and detectives are furious.
'Cause they can't find the source,
and age who could ask for more?
The crime wave is high with mugging mysterious.
All police and detectives are furious
'cause they can't find the source
of all tricks, no master (stamp that)
Demons in the mist, no pastor (right)
But this all we get, no after (life)
So we gon’ take a risk and go faster
[Featuring Fiend, Mystikal]
[Master P]
Big Ed, Fiend, Mystikal.
You all get in, get the motherfuckin money.
And if anybody moves,
Kingpin dreams, designated coach of the team
Every single play is a scheme
Tryna get paid by all means, launder money till it's clean
Gloomy days
our boiling blood...
The alliance is done
"Each one of us can take his path all alone through the darkest night..."
Long time ago we sold our souls -
Reflecting on the Viet-Cong,
Uncle John's Band and a Dylan song,
Smellin' like it's supper time.
You know, it brought a tear to his eye,
The day that Jerry
the cheque is clear but baby bounce it for me
Every time I get a joint to blaze I just coin a phrase because I'm round some money
Get a lighter then I board
Cross-creviced chasms vast
And endless plains of unshaven ass
Our time in Hell draws to the last
We call upon the Master of the Pit
Have you got
crazy on this beat!
They're hoppin' inside of chambers!
I'm flabbergasted the fables be told of the enigmatic master
Rat that mastered the art of boom
Master plan(yeah yeah yeah)
Making sacrifices for my future
I am who I am
My destiny, its up to me
Pray to god my soul to keep
Best believe I'm breaking
we don't wait up
Elevate the elevator
Conversation with the paper
Money talks it gives me data
If it's time to serve a plate up
I don't ever wait for
5. MAN OF MACHINE 7:37
(Written by John Payne for John Payne Music)
There's a place within this heart of mine
There's a dream I need to see
For ten
put em in the frame
That's three times I could name who?
Three times I could name who?
Two
The day I find what the word means
Is the day I give up
Take it orally
As you know the other way
Is more painfully
My grandfather's clock was the best ever made
By the Timex company
Just like the clock
that keep me smilin' through
The bad times and worse times, through it all
When my head is hangin' low, you help me to stand tall
The only way I'ma
with pride
Ambassador what's your frailty?
How do you die daily? You rock Sean John
Do you like the ROC? Yes I have me a wife
Her name's Michelle
She
Just a flawed human that’s trying to be a zen master
But right now I’m zooming as I’m riding out to Napa
When the rhyme is like whoa
& the wine is like
time for farmer's daughters.
Alienated from the clique society,
A lonely boy finds peace in fishing.
His mother says John this is not the way life's
the work
I'ma get it, I got 'em and now they all hurt
I'm a let them know, I never let them know
They never seem to know that I am a master (At work)
is a cost
Speak to you now in love and truth through all the things I went through
It's by grace I'm saved
Not by the way that I do things
Although I
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