Lyrics:
mean son-of-a-bitch
Everything is so fast and so crazy
But the day still slowly slips on by
And when that five o'clock whistle starts to blow
I'll be
its driving me so crazy
I don't know if its right
Im tossin turning in my bed
Its 5 oclock in the morning
And i still can't sleep
Thinkin bout your
thuggin', rollin' on dubs, and
Off up in the club, wildin' like what
Got Cris' on pop, Henny wit no chaser, and mami don't stop
Throw it up, six o'clock
Somewhere in the world it's 3 o'clock
Time to get out of school and think
Somewhere in the world it's 5pm
And quittin time means it's time to drink
home
Since one o'clock in the morning
I've been waking up every hour or so, looking at the CNN TV glow
Came home, opened my email
My friend Kevin
7 O'clock in the morning
She wakes up, and gets up
and begins to dress
She washes with soap and water
wipes herself with a towel
She brushes her
locker, hab' es unter Kontrolle
Five o'clock in the morning, besorg' mir 'ne Knolle
[?], Digga, sonst nix besondres
Ich bin high everyday, Digga, komme,
Stand up all night
And do hella drugs
She just wanna party
She just wanna party
Four o'clock in the morning
Still turning up
5 o'clock in the morning
the morning, said that she’d be home by five
Like a child I believed her as she piled on the lies
Now my blood is getting hot and my patience is getting shot
I’m
It's five o'clock this morning, and the sun is on the rise
There's frosting on the window pane, and sorrow in your eyes
The stars are fading
It's five o'clock this morning, and the sun is on the rise
There's frosting on the window pane, and sorrow in your eyes
The stars are fading
It's five o'clock this morning, and the sun is on the rise
There's frosting on the window pane, and sorrow in your eyes
The stars are fading
It's five o'clock this morning and the sun is on the rise
There's frosting on the window pane and sorrow in your eyes
The stars are fading
I'm tossin' turning in my bed
Its five o'clock in the morning
And I still can't sleep
Thinking 'bout your booty it makes me weep
I'm feeling
Yeah, yeah, I'm on it
5 o'clock in the morning
Yeah, yeah, I'm on it
She put that gushy on me
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, I'm on it
Sleep with that uzi
goes slipping away,
And I know the reason I can still go on
When ev'ry other reason is gone.
In my five o'clock world she waits for me,
Nothing else
away and say they wanna talk
Once I talk about V Tech, get away
They don’t wanna diss this Asian
Think about V Chin
And how they bashed his shins in
In
some moe weed
It's 5 o'clock In morning
I'm still writing this song
When they hear this
I hope they all sing along
She wanna vibe
Baby play my song
At five o'clock, I board the subway
I'm heading up to high-ground
Morning's waking, streets are shaking
Everyone's running
even smile
But it all worked out by the end of the morning cos the night came just in time
Was it 8, was it 9, or 10 O'Clock we got the ninth bag?
I know
morning anymore,
So I have a diet cola, and another diet cola,
By then I'm feelin' fine, and I'm feelin' pretty sharp,
And I'm feelin' pretty wired
It's four o'clock in the morning
Or maybe it's five
I think I'm alive
And I think I'll survive
I'm finally cutting through this haze of love
Haze
and so I like to be in bed by then
I must have read a while
The latest one by Marilyn French or something in that style
It's funny, but I had no sense
Five o'clock in the morning
You ain't home
Can't help thinking that's strange
Yeah, yeah
Baby I just want you to know
I won't go through it
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