Lyrics:
me once I get goin'
Put a can in my hand, man, I'm wide ass open
The tick-tock of that clock is like a time bomb
By half-past-ten, I'm half past
a second job
Gone with the sun 'til six o'clock
Whatever it took to get by, she was gonna do
Didn't dawn on me back then but now I see
Without them, I
tonight
A day goes by and I want you
Spent two nights in your bedroom
We can get high by the ocean
And I'll try to hide my emotion
Three, six, nine,
from a red Corvette
Lionel and Dave and the butcher made three
You got to meet me by the knuckles of the skinnybone tree
With the strings
Doin' well, dawg
Yeah, me and all my
Yeah, me
Yeah
Me and all my niggas doin' well, doin' well, dawg
You not from the city, I could tell, I
make volcanos scream out my name
Niggaz kill me, try'nna escape my wrath
Through death, don't you know, I'm crazy muthafucka, I hold my breath..
will you see
Six white horses coming after me
Six white horses coming after me
Pretty as a picture, certain as a scripture
Six white horses coming
and get jerked and robbed for
Their life by a knife or a gun
So when ya see me coming, nigga, run
[Chorus: x2]
"See I had to lick em" "Punk
have some fun
Question number two is: what to do ?
Question number three is: will you dine and dance with me?
Question number four: out the door?
real or you not
Spaceship, push to start
Crib right by the coast
Gave my hit a stain (Stain)
Jumbo bitch on me said she like my name
I keep guns in
funky nigga that's known to kick the fat shit?
The mirror said "You are, you conceited bastard"
Done by the dogcatcher, dogcatcher, it's
and 'shine
With the dogs runnin'
Saved by the sound of the been found
Dixie whistled in the wind, that'll get you Heaven bound
The Devil went down
dildo, ya'll move too quick (uh huh)
Thought I'd be memorized by ya cocaine bricks (yeah)
And ya smoke gray six, nigga, I thought you was a groupie (uh
Cracking sphere, swarm under the imperial fire
Changing face, charmed by the dead star's eye
The large wings embrace the half sphere, unveiling their
diss it, while real hop-hippers listen
Started by Afrikan Bambaata, so you and your partner
Gather your thoughts (ninety-six gon' be that year)
got me rottin' in the time that I'm servin'
Tellin' you what happened the same time they're throwin'
Four of us packed in a cell like slaves, oh well
You've got your head between your knees
With all we know we can't control the sea
It's holding me back now
If we can weather the storm
Old words swarm
Worms
Leech, lurk
Framed by fear
Apex predators's masked
It swarm in the mudd and my head
I m the corps where to hide
Eat my soul, to leave a shell
of humor
Alright, it's ten to six
You've gotta go 'cause I've gotta go
Oh, now she's throwin' me out, now that she had her little say
We have some
I'm alone in a world where love used to be
There are six lonely hours before dawn and each one is a lifetime since you are gone
I can't face up
Realizing i've been buried alive
They took my air, and hid me from the light beneath the soil, Inside the casket, six feet down underground
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Chorus:
Bang your head... bang, your, head!
Bang your head... bang, your, head!
[Grym Reaper] Rzarector!
[Rzarector]
You are not the same that I
you're washed in the blood like I was
The smell of Cape Jasmine through the window screen
John are and the wolfman kept me company
By the light
diss it, while real hop-hippers listen
Started by Afrikan Bambaata, so you and your partner
Gather your thoughts (ninety-six gon' be that year)
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