Lyrics:
was high like an aeroplane, would you look at me the same?
[Chorus]
If we walked side by side
Would you step stab my back and kill my pride
son, is it really real, son?
Let me know it's real, son, if it's really real
Something I could feel, son, load it up and kill one
Want it raw deal,
this man
All you've got to do is kill her
And all you've got to do is kill her
Trickle the sands against and pull the animals
Just out of the womb
candlelight made me a King
For the wide-eyed and laughing
Passed like a season
Erasing a passion to sin
For no one knew better than the tealeaves
to live
But then he comes uptown where he can hold his head up high
Uptown he knows that I am standing by
And when I take his hand there's no man who
They call me Catfish Bates
'Cause I can catch a catfish anytime I want to
Even when the moon man tells me they won't bite
They call me Catfish Bates
(Hit-Boy)
(G. Ry got me)
Ayo, Hit-Boy, man
I need to roll up some of that fronto you got, man
I be seeing you smoking
Yo, how that I.E. weather?
like Beyonce
I done forgot about fiance, blowin' smoke up in the air
Table dances by my chair
Get something now
I'm hot from New Orleans
Weezy F
to me
I got a couple blunts I've been rollin' up
Just to keep me some company
She like my dance moves, uh
Guess I'm the man, she turned to a fan
face
Popping pills and powder
Trying to kill some hours
Cause when I'm sober
Man I promise I can feel the power
Of death eating me slowly I'm on my way
down to Wasmara
Then we stopped in Addis Ababa
Made our way to Shshamane land
Riding on the King's highway
The promised land
Going to the promised land,
of the whole land
Is that of Herod, a paranoid man
Who when he hears there's a baby born King of the Jews
Sends death squads to kill all male children under
need reaction to action;
Just one look that would kill me.
You got a way of drawing attention to you.
You know you stand out in a crowd.
But
There's no victory
We'll shoot to kill, and kill your lover
Fine by me
War child
Victim of political pride
Plant the seed, territorial greed
Mind,
Uh, just point out the bounce
Uh-huh, show me the bounce, yeah
Just point out the bounce, yeah
Timbo the king, yeah
Young Hov' the king, yeah
Spirit me a game of stud
Stakes unscarred by limitation
Between a man named Gold and man named Mud
Club filled Gold with greedy vapors
Till his long,
to straighten out the family tree.
Life is for you and me togather.
That's the way it was meant to be.
White man watch your mouth
Because our drums, they face
a curse
He's King Midas in reverse.
It's plain to see it's hopeless
going on the way we are.
So even though I'd lose you,
you'd be better off by far.
He's
(Praises sing to Christ the King and peace to men on earth)
On Christmas Eve I dreamed I traveled all around the earth
And in my dream I saw
by two
Was the elephant and the lion
And the king king kangaroo
Oh tell us more, tell us more
Oh tell us more, dear preacher tell us more
Well david
only I could meet the maker
And I am fascinated by the spiritual man
I am humbled by his humble nature, yeah
And what I wouldn't give to find a soul
Let me tell you somethin' about an a-b-c style
The a the be, the c the d the e the f the g the h the I the j the k
The l the m the n the o the p
Who is this broken man
Cluttering up my hallway?
Who is this unfortunate?
Someone Christ, king of the Jews
Oh, so this is Jesus Christ
I am really
the king
Biggest rap no crap, I do not sing
You want a show, let me know, just give me a ring
Like that y'all, we're just keeping it on
D.M.C. my man
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