Lyrics:
There's somethin' goin' on around here.
I've been watchin' and the signals are clear.
A nervous laugh when she brushes her skin,
The sweaty palms,
again
Try again
[Wyclef Jean]
Guess who? Uh-oh, uh-oh
Here we go-o, uh-oh
Every two records you do scenario
You get the best
to cause some havoc
Say they sliding on us
Man
These niggas be cappin
Slide on they block
Man
Them niggas be lackin
4/5 glocks when we riding
9 times
You know I'm feeling young
You know I'm feeling free
Remember when everyone was said
I couldn't be a celebrity
Well they gone see
I've been up high
You know I'm feeling young
You know I'm feeling free
Remember when everyone was said
I couldn't be a celebrity
Well they gone see
I've been up high
Buck 65-Square 3
[intro]
Music to be murdered by
It is mood music in a juggular vein and I hope you like it
Our record requires only the simplist
from the dead
And when it happens it'll blacken the skies
And he shall rise rise
And we'll all be surprised
As he walks the earth to the cries of
"he's
noon
Niggas be gassin stories vroom vroom
She was a witch that rode broom
They ask when we gone drop
Coming soon
Yea coming soon
Big shit coming soon
Well, well, well, well
Hello baby
Fool, one day you're here
And then you're gone
Well, well, well
Yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah
I know
Well, well, well, well
Hello baby
Fool, one day you're here
And then you're gone
Well, well, well
Yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah
I know
feel alive (Bounce)
You will be the last thing on my mind (Bounce)
No regrets, do you know what that means?
Well, it’s hot, it’s loud, it’s wild
We
again
Try again
[Wyclef Jean]
Guess who? Uh-oh, uh-oh
Here we go-o, uh-oh
Every two records you do scenario
You get the best
Here we go-o, uh-oh
Every two records you do scenario
You get the best MCs, how? To rhyme first
Of course you rap last, so you can show off your skirt
"you know what it is, you done seen it before"
This sad, of course I'mma be mad
Well here you can have it got damnit if you want it that bad
You would
dragging out this phone call
We say it's TTYL
But time a never tell
If you've got yo locks
I got keys that fit well
In case you need FaceTime
Then I'm here
some liquor that go to the runners we lost
We gone link when it’s over with
I still be questioning god why you taking my friends
All my niggas I’m rollin
Que te pasa, you ain't even in my clasa
I'm the wrong one to fuck with
Drive-bys in the truck quick
Fuck you, suck dick, ha
You ain't got no wins in
got swag swag goo goo
Dripping on this beat
I got brand brand new new
Jays under my knees
That mean please when you walking bro
Don't step on my feet
I
And speaking of the work, we rehearsed
On the phone, girl now you're here arch that back
Good wood, fuck the plans out her
Show my main bitch the man power
Man 1: What?
Mandy: This praising.
Wise Man 1: No, no, no.
Mandy: Oh! Well, if you're dropping by again do pop in. (they
take
to the blackboard jungle
Tough guy you better be humble
Round here they collect dead souls
You better be careful
When you hear the sound go
Dum dee dum dee duh duh
flowers in you're hall
Are asking when
Your love is gonna show
And who knows why
The love you need will always pass you by
Well, I heard it's true
the door flambeau
Then I ran down to Chinatown got myself some soy sauce
And grabbed some moo goo gai pan to go
When I got wiped out by a stray beansprout
trappin' a skunk in a deep hole
down in the only pit i know
there ain't no room for another
when i'm in the doom don't wanna be bothered
trappin
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