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into some shit, we never pop shots
We walk, scrap whatever he was
And live to talk about it then we get old 'cause
We keep a pack of zig zags for that
the spectacle, the grand social circus.
*
Up against the rows of grey robots who control our lives
The things we have to offer sometimes seem so frail.
time, baby this my own pace
On the East Side, shorty yeah my own place
Spin the record for the 5th time then we go
Get my mind right, I don't wanna lose
Deliver me oh my father
Haha, and we deh 'ya (C'mon)
Sizzla Kalonji (Yeah, this the one right here), Talib Kweli
(Set me free, oh, deliver me oh
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"It ain't really time to get married
Yet we're still learning each other
Feeling each other out" Meek Mill
Meek has
And get it by any means
How the judge gon' judge us when
This is all that we seen?
This is all that we know
Eviction note at the door
So we pray like we
what it is
Place the rest on the shelf
Don't try to figure it out
Let it happen by it'self
Get funky come feel the funk
Get funky hell yeah
Get funky
You know how I always wanted to do this shit
Hot 97, you know how we rockin'
Shout out my nigga True Life
I'm in the buildin', you heard?
You know what
And if the world was yours to do over, I know you'd paint a better place to live
Where the colours would swirl and the boys and girls can grow in peace
emphasize the show, we got ego
Make this your night, just slip it right, and by day
As the people say, live it up, shucks
No work or play, our world is free
I, never saw this comin' no by far
Steppin' on sticky liquid on the floor
Hell no, now I gotta clean my toes
Boy u got some explaining to do... What?
away"
(Let's go, we gotta get the fuck outta here)
They called for backup, and they'll be on their way
Jumped in the car, and tried to get away quick
And if the world was yours to do over, I know you'd paint a better place to live
Where the colors would swirl and the boys and girls can grow in peace
the trance, in this neon romance
Synthesized emotions, in a retro trance
As we ride the waves of the synthwave dance
Synthwave dreams, in a cybernetic haze
Probably just less
Or more boring
And I guess
They liked me
So we formed
The Grand Facade
And we didn't have a singer
And we never played out
And there
screamin'
Maybe I'm dreaming
This ain't Christopher Williams
Still some MC's gotta feel one
Caps I gotta peel some
To let niggas know - that if
You fuck with
the funk, see me sniffling the breaks
I get lost in the style, I gotta find my way
I gotta itch for this rap shit, ya feel me? (Yeah)
So get the DJ scratch
that long, yo
Here in da seven, eight I gotta get paid
We all regulate, the east is the place
Boboy with da remake
And in Puna we say what we wanna say
that long, yo
Here in da seven, eight I gotta get paid
We all regulate, the east is the place
Boboy with da remake
And in Puna we say what we wanna say
that long, yo
Here in da seven, eight I gotta get paid
We all regulate, the east is the place
Boboy with da remake
And in Puna we say what we wanna say
(Hey Redman would you roll that blunt and get me fucked up)
Fucked up (all night) all night
Smoke (Yeah! Coming to you live, straight out
able to control this?
I know some fok' that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard the explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane
you arrested!" We said, "Go ahead!
We're having our drink anyway." We'd already finished half by this... we were 'faced!
Gets off at Jersey.... yes, you
emphasize the show, we got ego
Make this your night, just slip it right, and by day
As the people say, live it up, shucks
No work or play, our world is free
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