Lyrics:
I'm still here
Wantin to see I to dead and rot
None ah dem cyar come stab inna the back
Cyar get caught by your wolf pack
Different sort Rasta cyar
go back on Loch Ness
I was fishing one night by the light of the moon
Just me and my little row boat
The water was calm and you couldn't go wrong
Ripping my pace
Fire in the basement
Maze, I can't locate
Moon I can't relate
Love, I can't relate
Sun, I can't relate
By my side
By my side
By my side
a ticket to the moon
I'll be leaving here any day soon
Yeah, I've got a ticket to the moon
But I'd rather see the sunrise in your eyes.
Got a ticket
Little man on the moon
Running from the stars
Little man on the moon
Do you even know where you are?
You don't have to run
We can help you
Little man
already back for round two
This here for shit's and giggles
Here's an epiphany
Dax ain't droppin' music when he's rappin'
He's droppin' symphonies
I make
But you only come out at night
I was just arriving
cnd
You took me by surprise
I
Want more than just one night from you
Give me your heart
cnd
looking as I roll on by
Got 5 blue bags and 2 wide eyes
And a dolly of dreams cuz our shopping list is growing
We're grabbing everything from a Norden
cool I will tell you now
Da-Delete da, ra-ta
Da-Delete da, ra-ta
O-o-ho-waa o-h
Baby we have been here a million times
Baby we have been here a million
to ask
She walked away
And I put my fingers through the glass
Here she comes
here she comes
Here she comes
Are you trying to break my heart
Back in those
shift
And paint the town red for my nigga found dead too soon
Now I know why they call it blue moon (yeah)
Bitch, I'm back outside, nigga
I'm back
them grown men they brought him a shag,they took him out at the loo stabbed his neck from the back whilst he was running he fell them men jumped on his
on the left, it on the
Right and primping
Adjusting his nose as he reads from his scroll
Folksy knockwurst peel back the skin of French and what
Do you
King on the left, it on the right and primping adjusting his nose as he reads from his scroll
Folksy knockwurst peel back the skin of French and what do
Here comes the sargent
Raid a nigga house, juss some days to pay a warrant
That dirty varmit
Back to the Regime conglomerate
Where the climate
slides down the back of your throat
As your eyes roll back through your skull
No one shall save you here
Hunted down one by one dragged back to the woods
3: Cee-Rock ""The Fury"")
Center of attention like Whoopi, Hollywood Squares
When I hit the big screen, all the dollies would stare
I ain't shook by
back then, lil bro still had some
Changed my ways like NLE, can't be a hoodlum
Feel like Ramsey, Walter White, come here and cook up
Life is made from
Hope I make it outta here
Sun is down, freezin' cold
That's how we already know, winter's here
My dawg would probably do it for a Louis belt
That's
stones from a slingshot from mars.
But I'm here on the road, bound to the load,
That I picked up in ten thousand cafes and bars.
Alone with the rush
there's something pressing onwards for some facts
I just think I lost my mind I'm trailing back
Watching all my moves I take it step by step
I said that I
Other half of the full moon
I been wantin you
Love the way you think uh
It's what i need uh
From yo love i run away cause im afraid to sink
Again
Girl
the Duck)
And, you wanna back off them hogs? Convoy
Yeah, 10-4, 'bout five mile or so
Ten, roger, them hogs is gettin' intense up here
By the time we
the Duck)
And, you wanna back off them hogs? Convoy
Yeah, 10-4, 'bout five mile or so
Ten, roger, them hogs is gettin' intense up here
By the time we
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