Lyrics:
HAIR CONDITIONER
I WANNA BE READY WHEN THEY TAKE THAT AERIAL SHOT
WENT BY THE PARISH HOUSE LAST NIGHT FOR DINNER
LIVELY CONVERSATION BUT
and nights of peace
You wanna find us, this is where we sleep
In every commune, parish, and house
The kids are loading guns
Smoking dope and making love
house a man must be a sinner
To toil for parish work and go without his parish dinner.
While strolling through the churchyard he saw some old tombstones
sayin'?)
Microphone checka, micro, microphone checka (Krazy Drayzy on the mic)
Microphone checka, micro, microphone checka (now I'm in the house with book,
sayin'?)
Microphone checka, micro, microphone checka (Krazy Drayzy on the mic)
Microphone checka, micro, microphone checka (now I'm in the house with book,
have gal out a port every city parish
Thirty add gal in a mi house weh yuh see mi a live
All mi enemy gal dem
Full a gal like porno
Wi exchange gal
This bitch In love with the hype
So I don't love, so I don't trust
I only fuck
It's only right
Wassup li gansta
Slang ya pipe
Was in that parish wit
My bitch match my bag
My bitch match my jewelry (Slayer!)
Poppin' them tags everywhere (Everywhere)
In a coupe in Downtown Parish
I don't fuck with
Well, what power of God does a nun
Use to hold up parish priests
And what makes a good cop
Let go a beautiful theif
Oh, and how does the queen know
the house spittin' game wit Breed
Ain't no bust partner, that's the third week
I'm going to pimp these hoes, they can't work me
How the hell you think I
a choice
Had killers and murderers in my house and they was all of my boys
But deep down I always knew better, knew that shit I need to avoid
Yo, ayo
I
scale now we gone lef the dead weight
yo poppy x2
money too nuff eh cyah wole in a nuh wallet
a free town the first town in a me parish
me run mi
the house spittin' game wit Breed
Ain't no bust partner, that's the third week
I'm going to pimp these hoes, they can't work me
How the hell you think I
is parish but they call me md
For the way I hold the mic, and slay mc's
She was lost and replied "you a medical doctor?"
I said "close but no cigar,
Well, there's a house in an alley
In the squats and low-rise
Of a town with no future
But that's where my future lies
It's a secret, but no
the bitch still do me bad
Slept at papa house, begged my baby mama, I was on my ass
They talk down on my name, on my face, they brought shame
Blackballed
do me bad
Slept at papa house, begged my baby mama
I was on my ass
They talk down on my name, on my face
They brought shame
Blackballеd me from up out
of options tonight
I come from the Northside, you was with me, I was fucked up
We ain't have a house, we would fuck outside
Then we had to switch it up,
And isn't able to cope
So we've Pieta House, Apollo House, Pelican House
For our new age blood sacrifice and ghost estates
My Ireland doesn't know what
Amiri's on jumped up off the porch with all my jewelry on
Still on house arrest fire arms inside the home
Gun powder my fragrance when he body
never postpone
Inna 14 parish every gyal a my own
Me no waan see no battyman
Go down dutty Babylon as Arab and African
Addi try fuck all the girls that
In the house and just argue in pictures
I got a problem with niggas who just
Wanna come out and party with niggas
‘Cause if it go down in the club
Is
I've been fondling with your heart strings
And that's good enough for me
And if I break over your house
Then I know I must been working
Try it
I've been fondling with your heart strings
And that's good enough for me
And if I break over your house
Then I know I must been working
Try it
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