Lyrics:
I promise I'm standing high ('cause you know that I'm down)
'Cause you know that I'm down, you know I'm down
Gangster for life
We driving by with
sees crack babies becoming enemies of their own families
Armageddon come you know we soon done
Gun by my side just in case I gotta run
A boy
enemies of their own families
What's going on?
Armageddon come you know we soon done
Gun by my side just in case I gotta rump
A boy on the side
I'm a stranger in town and my gun's never cold
I'm a gambler so bet on your life
You'll never live to grow old
I deal in lead I won't step aside
was born to run, I don't belong to anyone, oh no
I don't need to be loved by you (loved by you)
La-la, la-la, la
She got her hair pulled back
Herbert Birdsfoot:
Oh, I can only sing the high part
It's the only part I know
And when I sing the high part
This is how I go: La, la la la la la
sees crack babies becoming enemies of their own families
Armageddon come you know we soon done
Gun by my side just in case I gotta run
A boy
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Stop by and have some fun
Say how ya doin', ya old son of a gun
Look at a photograph
Lord, don't it make you laugh
For all these changes
I'm like eight foot four, blond hair to the floor
You shorties never thought I dreamed about rapping hardcore
No I ain't got a gun
No I never
of imagination
Break high let go
Shoot high aim low
Shoot high aim low
Nothing you can say
Shoot high let go
Takes me by surprise
Shoot high aim low
let go
Shoot high aim low
Shoot high aim low
Nothing you can say
Shoot high let go
Takes me by surprise
Shoot high aim low
Who says's there's
already know that
You already know
Come on down to Florida
I got something for ya
We could see the kilos or the keys, baby, oh ya
Guns in
This is where I long to be
La isla bonita
And when the samba played
The sun would set so high
Ring through my ears and sting my eyes
Your Spanish
the white winged dove
Sings a song, sounds like she's singing
Ooh, baby, ooh, said, ooh
Loved by you
La, la, la-la, la
Midnight
And the days go by
the suit has just bought a new car
From the profit he's made on your dreams
But today you just read that the man was shot dead
By a gun that didn't make
and heave your vessel to;
Blow high ! Blow low ! and so sailed we.
For we have got some letters to be carried home by you.
A-sailing down all on the coasts
her? I swear it's just between me and you
But you can hear it on the coconut telegraph
By now everybody knows
You can hear it on the coconut
the haze
Ya who' Jumme gae bile ya heed
The Senorita said
I'll drag your lungs out through your nose
Space truckers free and high
Teamsters get you by
the haze
Ya who' Jumme gae bile ya heed
The Senorita said
I'll drag your lungs out through your nose
Space truckers free and high
Teamsters get you by
her? I swear it's just between me and you
But you can hear it on the coconut telegraph
By now everybody knows
You can hear it on the coconut
cover me up and know you're enough
To use me for good
I put your faith to the test
When I tore off your dress
In Richmond on high
I sobered up, I
My angel, my angel
(Aah)
(Ooh)
La la la la
La la la la
I've been touched by an angel
When I look into your eyes
With my heart I see
You
This is where I long to be
La isla bonita
And when the samba played
The sun would set so high
Ring through my ears and sting my eyes
Your Spanish
the suit has just bought a new car
From the profit he's made on your dreams
But today you just read that the man was shot dead
By a gun that didn't make
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