Lyrics:
There's a place where we want to be
There's a sound that we like to hear
But, man, this time, I don't know
Two o'clock, it's just an empty hall
horrified
But this ain't the cinemas of "Tales From the Darkside",
By any means necessary, this is what has to be done
Make way 'cause here I come....
horrified
But this ain't the cinemas of "Tales From the Darkside",
By any means necessary, this is what has to be done
Make way 'cause here I come
My
with the format that I be using in my show
It's just hardcore niggas acting crazy on the stage
Wearing gangsta clothes yo and spitting on the hoes
for a pop star
'Cause we all play the background, but mine's a rockstar
Yeah, so if you need me I'll be stage right
Praying the whole world would
that I brought my friends
She was fine, sweet with a touch of class
No Head, No Backstage Pass
Funk used to be a bad word to you
I couldn't stop myself
us free we want free fuck the system
I catch my rhythm and free the mind from prison
Auga auga flow like water been anointed by the highest order
Allah
with living
But want more
A Famished
Appetite
Known enough
To not be greedy
Word to Icarus
Admittance is
Still closing distances
Whenever I
Put up
it real life
Let me be a real wife to you
Girlfriend, lover, mother, friend
I adore you
Don't be put off by my quick-wordedness
I'm generally
to fly by on my black Yamaha, that's winging
Some man do the crime and talk but that's singing
Not many man have been in the wars that I've been in
I
don't want milk, I need meat...
HolyGhost fire to the feet...
So take the gos-pel, to the steets...
Deliverance is my belief
There-ain't-no-li-mits-to me
altar or my stage, Persephone to my heyday
Hold out your hand, I'll be the same
I'm waiting on the outside
Hold out your hand, we'll be the same
We're
would
Have grabbed her by the hand
You don't know who I am but see
I love the way you smile
Do you got a man I'd be honored if
I can walk with you for
Gang
Uh, people be all in my face
Wasn't the time and the place
Do interviews and I'm on stage
'Cause baby I gotta get paid
Don't matter what most
out
You want leaks for views but I shut my mouth I wont peep the news 'til the best is out
Verses heat the booth it be so hot I need a ceiling fan
Previously on routine
I know I've gotta step out
Jesus paid it
So I've gotta make discount
How am I supposed to be a levite
When I can't even live
rather go and get my paper get my paper
I can come by see you later see you later but don't think of it as a favor as a favor
I always trying to be your
The love that I have for you can't be outdated
Made it out of city, and they start to raging
Don't you rain on my parade
No church shoes this suede
I rock
I'm different, from them other guys
And I do everything for her, but I ain't living right
Like fuck it, I be in my head
I know niggas that want me dead
But this ain't the cinemas of "Tales From the Darkside",
By any means necessary, this is what has to be done
Make way 'cause here I come....
My DJ
to run to when my whip was up for repossession
Estranged by many, but never a stranger to pressure
Amanda the closest thing I know to an angel investor
No
Well, we're the freaks of the industry.
My man, Money be , Oh my mellow, Shock G
The freaks of the industry,
And when you see us back stage, be
'ma make her wifey
I wanna have her but I gotta ask her father
The day is coming, saying vows by the altar
We'll be honest and the target is to really
your cuzzy for a fucking stick
Do it like a bad b and blow man
I'm praying to God
Coz satan's on my back and he wants vicarious reinforcement
All these
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