Lyrics:
Floating by
Should I believe my eyes
Or is like another
Sweet mirage in the sky
Then who supplied this lie
Toes are frozen
I
Have no time for pie
Can I
and get goin', get goin'
You wreck my heart, I wreck everything
And anything I can get my hands on
If you lie-lie-lie with those wandering eyes
Better find
dead
NO!
Nope.
No blade wield by man ever hurt me
My head held up high on through the most
You've trained yourself well yea you deserve it
Just hold up
time I tenderize
I specialize and open eyes, to make you realize
That you been rocked with Jeff's plain skills
By the diabolical, and my man Will
Tetley
(She's got a man but) tell him test my patience
Turn patient if you test me
Big boy MC, you saw me bring out Dizzee Rascal
Giggs and JME
God
I'm doing this for me
Can you see? I'm just like you
You hear my out of tune Muse
You hear its dark views
You see the Lightning in its eyes
You see
bitches Madame peep my track record pattern
I been like this don't be pissed trendsetter never no wagon
When haven't I shocked and amazed I'll have you
But I get by my wicked ways
Lady you can suck a dick 'til your neck aches
Cry 'til you get puffy eyes, red faced
But I'm leavin' on this jet plane
Im the example of when you work hard
And that shit really pay off
Dedicated to my craft
I didn't take a day off yeah
Now I'm noticed by the big names
diss it, while real hop-hippers listen
Started by Afrikan Bambaata, so you and your partner
Gather your thoughts (ninety-six gon' be that year)
diss it, while real hop-hippers listen
Started by Afrikan Bambaata, so you and your partner
Gather your thoughts (ninety-six gon' be that year)
And I'm left with no words to, say
A year's gone by since the night that I
Finally walked away
I wanna retrace my steps to the garden
But you wandered too
fireworks
Once I caught a baseball hit to my left eye, blackened it
Bruised and blue well I must confess that I got pictures of this mess
The sun would
man by
The side of the road
Just where he came from nobody knows
He's so picturesque, a physical wreck
A dirty old bloke with no self-respect ow!
Oh
and made some shit you can't fuck with
They thought luck did it, but it didn't cause I'm back again
Back with the Big and my new-found friend
[Da Brat]
It's a big thing when we hang cause we rip when we wreck
When we hit, what the heck? We puttin phony niggaz in check
Seek what I reap; follow you
Just like my daughter at the park
You get lifted off your feet
My bars are heavy like Olympic liftin'
Place raided by siftin'
A-IR inscripted on the side
Shocklee for
The beat made of broccoli
Got a Palestinian girl, her pussy the bomb
Get it? Blew up, you can't stop me
That's right, I wreck melody, so much
a circle
Three minutes wreck time
See, the hand is faster than
The eye can chase it dre, B-Real
Soul Assassins got potential
Buttons activated no illusion
I
like to take a picture with her booty in my hand
With lights and cam
And your man's been a wreck wreck wreck
Don't be fooled by all the jewelry, he in
and 90's thing
Now I'm into big things
I ain't fuck with you
Now I'm into big things
Gotta get my life together man
Cuz now I'm into big things
Nah,
makin' cream
On the drug scene, fuck a football team
Riskin' ruptured spleens by the age of sixteen
Hearin' the coach scream ain't my lifetime dream, I
makin' cream
On the drug scene, fuck a football team
Riskin' ruptured spleens by the age of sixteen
Hearin' the coach scream ain't my lifetime dream, I
nevertheless (yeah)
Callin' it quits now, baby, I'm a wreck (ayy)
Crash at my place, baby, you're a wreck (ayy)
Needless to say, I'm keepin' her in check
She
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