Lyrics:
a wrong turn right
We started talking, you know the deal
How can I thank ya? How bout a meal?
And a drink or three, maybe you and me
Hell I ain't got
Whatever you choose, it's your right
You can't go wrong, it's alright
They tell me to find my way of life… whatever you choose, it's your right.
around me
All on my own
Where I see my reflection
Buried in stone
Where I go undetected
I feel my heart
Rate increase by the second
Even though I've been
nothing wrong
now get on up, take your shoes swing your body, get wild and loose
one, two, three, four, tippin' and tappin' slippin' and slappin', there's
No information, say yes or no
One point five million
Alright, you get what you want, money's no object
They're all clean, no serial numbers,
No information, say yes or no
One point five million
Alright, you get what you want, money's no object
They're all clean, no serial numbers,
get like I'm Gillette
Not like I'm Penn, but you make sure to Teller
No matter what they say, I can't be fooled either
You can not touch me, I'm all by
amazed by your cigarette sunshine
Got me on cloud 9
Won't leave you alone till you're all mine
I'll take that slow drag
Breathe in the fumes from your
You're rubbing me the wrong way
Hello hi hey..anyway
[VERSE 3] (Vursatyl)
Vur-sa-tyl
I must be tired I'm hearing voices
It's me Vurs the one who
your street
You were restless when you told me everything was alright
One quiet night alone
If nothing is wrong
How come you're not home
And it's
not with you? (alright)
It's like three in the mornin, she just stoppin through
As she walks in, her trenchcoat was droppin too
Light-skinned, long
That go to show this ass
Kicking ain't gon bother nigga
Cause it's right back where
You started nigga
Being a son of a Harlem nigga
Now you was made by
What's wrong with our future? (4x)
Verse One:
Bust this
How long will this last?
A friend to the end, a memory in the past
You think you're big, cause
bit, have some fun, you know
Let's talk some shit. It's three in the morning, I'm having a blast recording. Let's get it
Alright, hey, jump in this bitch
Walk up in the house party high as a kite
Drop 3 or 4 shots now I'm feeling alright
Head straight out back so I hit that grav bong
Shorty over by
bit cold in here
I'm sorry I don't quite fit in just yet
But I'll be in your care hereafter
Supposedly I-I-I
I'm comfortable in our three and a half
I let a lot of homies slide
Only got a few left by my side
Never liked feuding with my guys
But I know that we gon be alright (Yeah, yeah)
A few
often in California so uh
All my California brothas and sistas
This one's for y'all
Break it down
Oh yea she left me on opened but imma be alright
Alright is everyone here?
Okay we are going to start todays meeting
Hello everybody and thank you for coming out tonight
This is Vices Anonymous
Here
was seen just as a chore
Why do you still keep on
Moving like nothings wrong
How do you live like this
Wake up and then fight this
Don't look straight
Yo yaow!, test test test,
Check check check check
Is this working?
Is it working, OK alright yo yo yo!
Testing testing one two three
Big up
three full days
His co-pilot was awfully sick in the passenger seat
The truck broke down twice and his co-pilot was worryingly pale
He was on the best
Hi, you know who it is
I've left you three messages
I don't know what to do
I'm pacing around the room while I cry
Which I'm sure you can hear
It
all gone wrong
But still you hand out chances like they're worth nothing at all
You're blinded by the decorations
Hanging round her neck
You know that
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