Lyrics:
Tick-tock
Tick-tock
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la)
Like a cat in heat stuck in a moving car
A scary conversation
Shut my eyes, can't find the brake
What
Tick-tock
Tick-tock
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la)
Like a cat in heat stuck in a moving car
A scary conversation
Shut my eyes, can't find the brake
What
bi to
Tránh qua 1 bên, chỗ của bé nhi yo yo yo
Santa clause is coming to town ho ho ho
Nghe cho rõ xem là tiếng cười hay là tiếng còi po po po
Ác mộng
percent of which were absorbed by my dreads
The other 2 percent I accepted, just so I can feel the heat again
Had a vision of my defeat of him
So now I'm
el calor de la calle
(In the heat of the street)
Buscan valor en la calle
(Looking for valor in the street)
Hasta final de la calle
(Till the end
path or I'd self destruct
I was down on my luck
My head was so fucked
A menace rollin' the streets is what I was
Holdin' my heat and rollin' with
want to leave
My mind is dying
Someone wake me up
Surrounded by fear
A pitch black sight
And too many sounds
Giving life to what I thought wasn't real
enhanced, to get to know me you take a chance
Tree by my top, leave or
"We can fuck around for a minute or two"
To get with you is like I'm
"feelin' it,
I got blessings
Pilling up from east to west
I'm from the south
But the north is where
I step
I'm climbing higher Every time
I reach my dreams
I
Games
Too hot to handle, getting burnt by these flames
Manhattan monster with a heat of gold
This joker's wild, these queens better fold
Death drops,
the flash on fools that scooped the heat
How I got my mothafuckin' name in the street
By now a nigga was straight bangin'
159th street is where i'm hangin'
screened
Just well schemed
I'm trying to have wealth for
My well being by 18 pockets healthy green
What the fuck is 12 beans?
I need the cake and cream
now
The boy Zak G is here to stay
Oh my goodness you hear that production God
Produced by yours truly
And co-engineered by the legend himself
like your vibe anytime we can roll by
The look in you're eyes that's something you can't really buy
The feeling is mutual, you know I got you
I want you
at breakfast but hate by dinner
Still trying really to balance out the center
But you never get the
Sweet without the bitter
I pull my hood on when I head
Out in
[Intro: James Fauntleroy + Common] Is the sun in your eyes?
It's me again, No ID again, yeah, uh...
[Verse 1: Common]
Black heat on the streets
the heat
Toxic winding beat
I leave my soul out on the street
Everyone's so god dam
Fixated
Calculated
Aggravated
Everyone is so alienated
Backdated
deranged
Spray right at your brain, by the way this is Hov'
One shot Dillinger, one shot killin' ya
It's only one Roc La Familia
Sigel lock Philly up,
by the way this is Hov'
One shot Dillinger, one shot killin ya
It's only one Roc La Familia
Sigel lock Philly up, Brooklyn is me
Matter of fact,
deranged
Spray right at your brain, by the way this is Hov'
One shot Dillinger, one shot killin' ya
It's only one Roc La Familia
Sigel lock Philly up,
it all the way to Wakiki
Iron curtain, certain I pull a stocking and skirt-and
Fa-la-la-la, they run, and chill is chiller
Dynamo Duo burnt it,
You know who the real one, don't need introductions, I'm still tryna find who I'm is
My white boy harder than most of these niggas, heat him up, he
Relentless heat of the desert sun|The weight of the city surrounding our home|So far away but not so long ago|The taste of their burden is still
don't get along wit' them fake dudes
Drivin' me bizerk on beats I burst
Only thug you know to bring the heat to church (All Out)
The streets is
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