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believe what she said

[Repeat: x2]
A sensitive kid 

They sold the house, left photo albums there
No silver ware while paper walls were bare
I
fallen leaves
He can't believe, how he'd sunken so low, So he learned to live with his injured pride
His purple heart hidden, deep inside, The only reward,
[Deep voice]
We gon' screw dat

[Chorus 2X: Mike Jones]
Bring your music down to H-Town (we gon' screw that)
You better tell ya girl cause this
The world finna know Mike Jones mann
Mike Jones! (Mike Jones)
Swishahouse! (Swishahouse)
Come here Watts (Come here Watts)

[Chorus: x2]
Purple
Uh huh 
Is y'all ready? 
Is y'all ready?? 

[Chorus: x2] 
Holla! 
If you real and you know you a G 
Holla! 
Deep in these streets when you
Uh huh 
Is why'all ready? 
Is why'all ready?

[Chorus: x2] 
Holla! 
If you real and you know you a G 
Holla! 
Deep in these streets when you
Uh huh 
Is y'all ready? 
Is y'all ready?? 

[Chorus: x2] 
Holla! 
If you real and you know you a G 
Holla! 
Deep in these streets when you
I was born botanical
the soul of an animal
deep beneath the layers, I sink my roots
no need for mechanical
I come strictly organical
when I need
of moonlight
Over the purple moor
When the highwayman came riding
Riding, riding,
The highwayman came riding 
Up to the old inn door

He'd a french cocked
Jones]
Purple drank I'ma po' up, got the rap game sewed up
They see my grill and like hold up, invisible set, princess cuts
Purple drank I'ma po' up,
People walk and talk in they sleep
Cold sweats and wet dreams
On how to get green our faith is all in a jeep
Black souls raw and they deep
Hypes tryin'
of moonlight over the purple moor
And the highwayman came riding,
Riding, riding,
The highwayman came riding, up to the old inn-door.

He'd a French cocked
the ladies with burgundy hair get in free!
Heh, I got live on stage
Purple Gang and B.U., let's go!

Feelin' old as ever man I came with a buzz
Two shots,
The world finna know Mike Jones mann
Mike Jones! (Mike Jones)
Swishahouse! (Swishahouse)
Come here Watts (Come here Watts)

[Chorus: x2]
Purple
of moonlight, over the purple moor,
And the highwayman came riding-
Riding-riding-
The highwayman came riding, up to the old inn-door.

He'd a french
deep
Purple dreams of Cashmere silk (Cashmere silk)
I be havin' nightmares shaped like you
You be blowin' smoke out shaped like me
I be havin'
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P,
the album I deliver

[Verse One]
I threw a Brownstone at Brandy now she's Changing Faces
Standing in my Aaron Hall I'm Blackstreet packin suitcases
Goin back
Rap 
2000 Jon be	 why'all, N.A.S. why'all 
To the def why'all, come on, get it right 
Look at them brown nosein' my click pullin' up with purple
, Awfully Deep

[Verse 1]
I don't do mind games, I'm frame by frame
I'm eighteen bits, I'm forty-eight hertz
My favourite tie-tie 'til my nicky (?)
My flirt
stepped into the Hall of Fame and put my frame on the wall
I'm like a Michelangelo painting that hangs in the vault
They gated me off, by Hendrix while he
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P,
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P,
on

[Rap by Chyna Whyte]
I'm hittin' you on the two-way, shit, cause I want it bad
And I ain't thinkin' bout nothing but
You and me blowing hash in
you, waiting for you
With nothing on

(Rap by Chyna Whyte)
I'm hittin you on the two-way, shit, cause I want it bad
And I ain't thinkin bout nothing