Lyrics:
us get you hot
Our music our music
Come enjoy the ride
Need I remind y'all
I started from the bottom
But I'm destined for the top
And I
dream at all and it's set up overseas
By our corporate overlords with their lovelock factories
With my hands up in the air
I admit that I know nothing
10 in 2010!
It won't just appear in one day 10 in 2010! 10 in 2010!
For 10 in 2010 we're well on our way 10 in 2010! 10 in 2010!
10 in 2010
10 in
The last on the line of our kind CRIME DO'ERS
Burkowitz MOB STYLE
Spit fire from my hammer like I wasn't God's child
Crucify me - but don't deny
Praise the rhythms for what it beez
And praise the Lord for the JB's
[Chorus]
We're doing our own dang [Repeat: x4]
[Posdnuos]
Isn't it cool when
Guess we all go the same way
I'm in a bit of a mess here
Count to ten and hope to disappear
I never did my homework
Could I have been more than this?
road
I follow where my mind goes
They'd put us on a railroad
They'd dearly make us pay
For laughing in their faces
And making it our way
There's
you a brand-new Ford
But you said, "I want a Cadillac"
I bought you a ten dollar dinner
And you said, "Thanks for the snack"
I let you live in my
a
Thought that offers grace
For every welcome that is sought
Run your life, I live a better life
I'm rollin' several dice
Run your life, I live a better life
you a brand-new Ford
But you said, "I want a Cadillac"
I bought you a ten dollar dinner
And you said, "Thanks for the snack"
I let you live in my
a Cadillac"
I bought you a ten dollar dinner, and you said: thanks for the snack
I let you live in my penthouse, you said it just a shack
I gave seven
Speak so fast to the prophets of the living
Looking for the signs
Spanning out the centuries
Search for truth
Ancient ones, they watch and listen
it dark or not
That one hundred E-X-double R
You'll find that in the parkin' lot
You barkin' up the wrong tree, I do this shit for zone three
Four,
and my dawg bought for our bitches
We got this shit here on dubs
We all drive Bentley's on dubs
I'm tryna put platinum eyebrows on these hoes
I just
the Department of Homeland Security perfecting new ways of drowning black people
While our health care is subsidizing corporate drug dealers aiding big government
your chips, I ain't talkin' no Frito Lay
(We're in New York)
No Allstate or Geico
But she got that money for lipo'
In the trunk, most of us got
You know it's time you're welcome!
You know it's time
For a song called "The Purple Lagoon" This
Is for all the jazz
Buffs and jazz buff-etts in
Nine out of ten mortals agree today;
To much fame causes spiritual decay
To all the punks who believe life imitates music
No more candy for you
'Cause the skies are black, but our heart's made of gold
Fuck doing what you're told
We're going nowhere fast
I feel sorry for this beat, symphony
new laws, but no one complies
We got crawfish and mangos
Calypso and tangos
Ahhh, but we short on our watah supply
Mighty short on our watah supply
We
I bought you a ten dollar dinner
And you said: thanks for the snack
I let you live in my pent house
You said it just a shack
I gave seven children
Demi
With a ten-year bid i left the streets alone
Bang, welcome home demi gave me the word
Now it's time to get in on
Vedo, Pitbull and Bang
Hey yo,
New Orleans
Her old man used to treat her mean
And she would come to me for sympathy
Southern Comfort and ecstasy
[Chorus]
[Repeat: x2]
I need
she knows it's like a curse
To find our chosen roles reversed
To unify my universe
To call me mellow
If only I was half my age and she was
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