Lyrics:
GOTTA GO
Words and music by Tommy DeCarlo
the week is over and the time has come
time to get on out and have some fun
can't be livin' for the 9 to 5
go hard o
Stay dangerous and dey bad o
Jake jado ani won da mọ (da mo)
Give it to dem oya one by one
Ọmọ shack Hennessy make eye dirty
Gbe soul rẹ
the Darkman]
Yo, yo, watch the Corleone give neck ties and puff bones
Stick arabs for the crystals like Indiana Jones
Witness, La, hands of stone, on this action
It's the habitat of the gasmask
Suitcase nukes exploding iPhones
Artificial intelligence to cyborgs
Every man, woman
And child shall be identified
By
turned around tried to set me up
I had bros that said they'd be with me for life
They broke my trust
Ask em who was there when they was down bad on they uh
home (yeah)
I used to count pennies now I stack notes (stacking)
See I learnt from young how the game goes
Gotta take L's -for you make it
chop off your braids and cut
You all and exhibit knowledge
Big up to my high schools
And all the college heads
From lowlands to the beaches and hills
For
(you can really do that tommy)
I cook dope like for real
I sauce up let it speel
I walk water like gills
You ain't eat it till your
Money
I swear this feels like ninety-eight, no pretty gates,
Or green grass with the large estates
Back when I was young and hungry for that heavy weight
guy
Get up and vibe
I live my life for the high
Writing my lines in the night
Can't take my steez, I'm too fly
I'm on my way so I tell them goodbye
Tommy Hilfiger coat close line from behind
With the razor to this niggas throat
Stand still ? don't make my hand kill
Fuck around, end up in a land
her
As she boils me alive
And just for fun, she turned my insides out
(Jake: There's no way you'll survive)
Torture devout, she wins no doubt
The last
want eye on the law
Thinkin' if they kill us one by one—problem resolved
I might get Willie Lynch'd for this rhyme
A pinch with some time, my face
Yo, life ain´t fair, i had this murder shit all over my head just by breathing air
This pair in despair, that couple don’t cuddle, I’m losing my hair
Still contemplating my next step, they saying
Know when I'mma fly like doves
Y'all cry like doves, you mad cause we don't show y'all love?
"For us, by
just like looking in the mirror
For the first time in my life
I knew what I was and I cried
Why am I pink? Why am I blind?
Why do I writhe inside
got this MAC filled up with hollows
I just bought a Birkin bag
It's filled with all my sorrows
I live life the way I want
Because I might not see
that
Call these niggas rep tards
Life hard so where the drugs at
Grew up round little Chuckies that was running with the Tommies
These are rugrats
Henny
You're so basic, 'bout half my speed,
But that's the kind of change of pace that this boy needs,
For I'm manic, frantic, subject to panic,
Feel
respect
You gotta earn it like Tommy Eagan
See my nigga I'm not vegan
But I'm not beefing
With another nigga for no reason
This is that pulp fiction
This
Jumpin', feelin' froggy
Half his niggas dead and half
My niggas caught a body just for demihani
I came up with Tommy
And everytime I play my block my clip
02.THE DEED IS DONE
(Tommy Denander - Olle Romö)
Verse
Living a life under constant rain
Flick of a knife, cause you know your pain
I know that's
maintainin'
1991, now my whole career started bustin'
You seen on stage shows, guess the crowd jump in it
Let the kids come on
Tommy Boy, Mercury, Priority
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