Lyrics:
me
Something good is gonna come
The red and gold has put its spell on? me
And old man winter's gonna come
You know he keeps on blocking off the sun
And I'm like, "Whoa, man, my neck so goddamn cold"
Diamonds wet, my t-shirt soaked
I got homies, let it blow, oh
My money thick, won't ever fold
She
on the knees
You're so bad, you're so bad, you're so
You're so bad, you're so
Chip off the old block
Man, you're so much like your sister
My fantasize
on to the next schmo who flows, he nose-dove and sold nada
So the soap opera is told, it unfolds, I suppose it's old, partner
But the beat goes on, da-da-dum,
all believed him to be invincible
A father with a heart on the line
But as time went by those old legs grew tired
So we braced ourselves for
the coup man cause breakin old habits so hard to do
[Notorious BIG]
Damn it feel good to see people up on it flip 2 keys in 2 weeks n didnt flawlet
my brain
thinketh so is he, Mezanmi!
Take the land back, every child
Woman and man back
Reevaluate history, expeditiously
Can’t live my life in apostasy
Emulate
the chase
And I'm running through the mountains with his bride
And I got his wooden leg here by my side
I'm a three-legged man with a two-legged woman
Being
Rain on the window makes me lonely
And time keeps on passing so slowly
The old man sittin' next to me is fallin' asleep
On a greyhound bound for
old feeling I had in my younger days
And I can show you the way
It's just a game we play
It's easy, takin' it day by day
It's easy, easy, easy,
This world is full of strange behavior
Every man has to be his own savior
I know I can make it on my own if I try
But I'm searchin' for a great
worth it, to go raw deal
A man's gonna do what a man's gonna do
He got butt-naked and stuck the power you
Twenty minutes went by, my man went out,
check my load
It feels like it's shifting all around"
He was the kind of man, do all he could
Above all he had integrity
But he was so young
Hustle! Hustle
Hard! Hustle! Hustle! Hustle
Hustle
This is a test
One of Manchester's best
MC's Maccadamia from the North West
The local G
My voice rests
at night making me believe
that something's not right
I look through the window but all I can see
Is the rain
Standing on my doorstep
Not very old
my head to get into the melody, yeah
Day to day, I tell you
Day by day
I see faces all around me
When they start to smile
I just stop for
seen him in so many places
I saw him the night I was born
In a Bourbon Street bar, I received my first scar
From an old man so tattered and torn
feet
In her heart is love but I'm the only mortal man
Who's allowed to kiss my Marianne
Don't rush me
All day, all night, Marianne
Down by
coming down on me
My old man worked his troubled life in a nowhere dead end
He drank the pain away I'll be damned if that's me having my dreams robbed
good-bye to my girl, my lawyers and accountants
My mind is kinda rhymin' and I think I oughta think
So I'm rockin' all the rhymes and I'll have another
How many times have you heard someone say
If I had his money I could do things my way
But little they know it's so hard to find
One rich man in
Feel of me if I'm cold there's a shovel in the car to dig the hole
No I don't expect this last favor for nothing cause you're a busy man my friend
So
kind of woman is this?
You should be locked up, pretty girl
In my bedroom with me
Hey, you should be locked up, pretty girl
In my bedroom with me
So we
and you're the queen
Well it's a long old highway
Don't ever end
I got a Saturday Night Special, I'm back again
I'll sleep by your door, lay my life
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