Lyrics:
just pass you by
So they couldn't be your friends because they wouldn't lie
Sit down shut up don't dare to cry
Things will get better if you
up in your ass, think I was on some shit
Look, you against me is really nothin' to see
Who, when, where, what it's gon' be
I don't give a fuck if
just pass you by
So they couldn't be your friends because they wouldn't lie
Sit down shut up don't dare to cry
Things will get better if you
Well, I heard that news by the man in the street
How his shades are cool and his Doc's are sweet
Ska music, reggae it's the same old beat
But it's
use to break up
When we can live in harmony
I'll give you your way
You give me my way
And out the doorway
Our cares will fly away
If we be
Wakin up, all fucked up
I'm hungover
Take a shit, gum a bit
Deadbeat Style
Lace the Docs
Chased by cops
Wildin out
Deadbeat style
I don't give
here
Don't sleep, stay wide awoke
You dialed Doc, not dial-a-joke
Crawl or you'll die in smoke
I keep it heated when the hawk is out
Seated low Tahoe,
Doc E: How you doing today Mr. Benjamin?
Benji: Umm it's just Benji... period.
Righhhtt, so what brings you in here today?
Doc, I mean, can I call
classed by the powers that be
Give me loss of hope
Cast out, buried in a hole
Struck down, forcing me to fall
Destroyed, giving up the fight
Well, I
wake up fine and dandy
But then by the time I find it handy
To rip my heart apart and start
Planning my crash landing
I go up, up, up, up, up
a second
I was fine before you walked into my life
'Cause you know it's over
Before it began
Keep your drink, just give me the money
It's just you
[speaking in Spanish left untranslated]
Chewbacca's not here I'ma do it for your circumcised
niggaz don't realize my format is a palm spectrum
They packed up all his buckles and shipped his saddle to his dad
And by the way the house looked, she must have took it bad
The workers come
the yappin, be true to it, do it
Steady scream about your East and your West side
But you ain't in it when it comes to the homicide
Niggaz better get up off
Dolomite
Yeah, and it dont quit
I think they in a mood for some mothafuckin G shit
So Dre. (What up Dogg?)
We gotta give 'em what dey want (What's that, G?)
like a second skin
And one by one I will begin
To wear you on the days I'm feeling thin
But you gotta give it up
To get off sometimes
You gotta
to the floor
Just grab my keys and pop the door
Gonna give it up, get on down
Little by little going to turn it around
Gonna give it up, get on down
Little by
of the calm, the witty
Yo shut the fuck up!
Luck said shut the fuck up!
Bitches in the back, like crack get it cut up
I speak on behalf of them broads you
teach me
Take me by the hand and show me who I am
Yeah, you release me, cause you believe in me
Let me show you who I am
Gotta live it up, you can't give
fucking kids tighter than Ray J and Brandy
Yeah, I give it to you so you understand
Fucking bitches took my family
Bye baby, rock-a-bye baby
No tears
Give me love like her
'Cause lately I've been waking up alone
Paint splattered teardrops on my shirt
Told you I'd let them go
And that I'll fight
had these beats and these rhymes
Cause I was raised on the Doc-Doc, MC Ren, Ice Cube, DJ Yella in this motherfucker cutting it up
From King T down
now I'm livin' it up and I like it, I like it
Hey you give me a clue
What's love doing to you
Looks like you could be liking it too
I like it
Oh,
them pawn yacks
[Method Man]
I say my girl, like to party all the time, Ghost
Spend up my ends, every week, she always crime broke
Thank God it's
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