Lyrics:
Hey!
"Catchy, huh?
Yeah, I thought you'd enjoy that!
But no time to linger in South America,
For I hear by the sound of the slide guitar,
That it is
to the police! (POLICE!)
Get the FUCK from my face you don't know me! (KNOW ME!)
20/20 vision the city never sleeps
24/7 they be out in these streets
Took the holy
twenty-five words
And uh, I couldn't do it, I wrote out five pages
And uh, I have it here
It's uh, have it by accident, actually, ha
But-but I, I-I'd like
would daydream in and out of his own world
but in every other way he was fine
He's a Monday morning lunatic
Disturbed from time to time
Lost within
take off them twenties and put them big 23's on
Watchin' the latest DVD's with the TV's on
It's hot AC in winter can turn your heat on
You hear them
weatherman in the biz, I'm storm watch
Triclops Media, record, tape and TV, Net radio, CD or DVD
Iriscience (write rhymes on paper time)
This is why Baboo
the Obamas
Yeah, yeah
Fuck a reason, bitch I'm heated
Pullin' up in this 2 seater, air it out, and DVD it, yeah
(Why?)
'Cause I been runnin' for a long time
I could ever do
I don't have enough time in my life
To wage a war all by myself
Against a world that has no feeling or regrets
Of anything that we
can get hot from now and then time to relocate and get some more men kuz my ni**as be ballin outta control on the block with rocks snot coming out
My pilot light has flickered out
You've knocked me off the hook
The person you are trying to reach
Is no longer here
I'm not really tall, dark
to graduate
Kind of funny now got a teacher who I date
Last year the time flew by like outer space
I can't let this time go before it's too late
So now I'm
might get fooled if you come from out of town
But I'm down by law, and I know my way around
Down in the Village, you might think I'm silly
But you
to the old me
And dub you one more time for the road
Baby you gotta go out this door
Baby you gotta get out no more
You gotta get out of my life
Cuz you know
the world,
Running out of breath cause I’m running from the world,
Running from the world ya I’m running from the world,
I’m not running from your love ya I’m
To hold us from the real and playing it out the speakers
So, no your honor
We ain't gon' settle down until we get a sponsor
And we ain't gon' get up outta
mine, killed by da swine
Who crossed da line? Who did da crime?
The mind of a world, destroyin' kind
We're runnin' outta
Time, time, time, time
might get fooled if you come from out of town
But I'm down by law, and I know my way around
Down in the Village, you might think I'm silly
But you
cause
She's a bad habit
Cuz oh mah gawd I found out
She was a sex addict
Every time she see a dick
Reach her hand out to grab it
I done had it with your
talking out
They ass at times
Be on the grind in the parks
And in the ave for mines
At the bottom, in a bucket full of crabs
Y’all in-the-way niggas still
You've got all that is really needed
To save a dying world
From its funklessness
Stupidly I masked??? my smile
My composure was secure
make it back by tomorrow (tomorrow)
Yeah
Niggas hating from the back like a shadow
Yeah
Feeling lucky like I got out the lotto
Four Biddies that's
niggas
Now it's me time
Living in the present
Never rewind, nigga
Everything we ever done
That's by design
Don't you worry about the kids
We gon' be
blow around us
Four pounds and pounds of verb from out of towners
It's hard to stay grounded
We stay high, that's why old folks down us
Lost, nobody
basket now
Bask in
The greatness I'm constantly giving
Peep out the way that I'm living
Blessings on blessings on blessings
Ain't got no time for no
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