Lyrics:
yaad
Ah no we alone
Whole that pose mek mi tun on mi phone and
Mek mi tape it wid me video recorder
Gimme a luv pose
Mek di teacha tek yuh picture
All
And a we alone
Hold dat pose mek mi tun on mi phone and
Mek mi tape it
With mi video recorder
Gih me a love pose
Mek Di Teacha tek yuh picture
All
to Hennessey, shower and get dressed, telling em
Keep the film rolling, keep the camera on me
Tape recorders ready, he's about to speak
Dudes are not ready, die
Well the latest craze going around
Is called the video cassete recorder.
And I was the first one in my town
To send off my money order.
Well I
Well, the latest craze going around
Is called the video cassette recorder
And I was the first one in my town
To send off my money order
Well, I
sein
Doch meine Seele muss mitleiden
Sie kann das nicht unterscheiden
Wir schauen Video
Der Wahnsinn ist passiert
Auch der Recorder programmiert
Und
Let's fuckin' rock
I'm not that confident
I don't got no game
I don't have a girlfriend
Just my video games
I think it's funny
Your perceptions
Human is the object fed like material
Do you swear to bribe them
Hand on the video
Blows to the back of that little bit of soft brain
Imma feed it to you
Surveillance audio recorder in a dried-up creek
And we're headed to the temporary shelter at the roller rink
Every woman and child and man in
divorce her
Live from my my cell electrical tape on my tape recorder, sucker shit
Don't blow your money young nigga pay your lawyer
Niggas is wrapped in
To the streets with the Krylon
Clicka clacka! clicka clacka
Take a spray can and slap a wack rapper!
Stacks of money for videos I don't have it
You're lookin'
kharido kharido kharido kharido
kharido kharido kharido kharido
motar gadi video tv ac cooler
vacum cleaner
machine tape recorder
Searching for change for the jukebox saving quarters
I fell in love with the game at a young age
Thinking that I might be as good
destruction, of all previous discussion
When I hit like a concussion, your heart rate stall
Recorders all stall, you jaw'll go slack
I deliver makin' quivers
Barefoot uncaring
Into the crack on the video recorder
I thought
My God she really likes it
Whatever she felt
My little weapon was not adverse to her plump
Recorder imaginary beast
See if the brigadier ghosts skip
As she turns aside the curling
Phantasmagoria waves
In tropical convergence
Inside the shade
Sitting here contemplating, if I've made it, perception jaded
In the middle of complete depression and feeling so elated
My soul's degraded cause all
It goes around like a tape recorder
Over and over and over and over
Calming words just feel like static
I can never rest my mind is so erratic
VHS
and for me
There's so many things I wanna do with
Film, with clothing
And I just didn't have the
Words or the resources
Or the backing or the perception
[Intro: Styles P]
BET get your recorders
You rocking with the ghost Papoose
And Lupe the skate boarder (this is crazy)
Welcome to the cipher
Greedy and the least noble
What I notice about creatives is that
And one
Of the reasons why I get into trouble
Is, not only do I want to design video
too complex
But let's just say shorty has an undeveloped context
About the perception of women these days
His mama sings along and this what she says
trying to make it too complex
But let's just say shorty has an undeveloped context
About the perception of women these days
His mama sings along
the recorder, let me go forward, without the following cursor
Do you think that I feel good everyday
With the same shit they say, and it strays me away
And I
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