Lyrics:
Spellbound by the sweet kiss of Atë
Losing my mind many times
I was the king, now I'm a slave
Of a world I can't control.
After the glory lost its mask
After
'cause this heart's been sold
Gonna pay your lovers way and the ship it sails today
Whoa my mind now we're rollin' by and by
Got my children to light
at the edge of my bed
Ignoring the voices I hear in my head
Boring days I think they're okay
I'm wasting my time and I'm getting my way
Lonely nights make
must find a way
After every desperate measure, just a miracle will take
Love must find a way, our love must find a way
After every desperate measure,
[E-40]
I step, I step in the "Club" aroung twelve o'clock (clock)
Me and my folk (folkers) after the after "Spot" (spot)
We bought a - Rimy (Rimy)
that ain't Eve
My business come first
I think you'll understand
After you listen to this one verse
Always been a bitch about mine
And fuck with
Yeah
It's my tape, man
Listen to my tape
(I've waited, I've waited
Time went by
All I could do is cry
Silly, silly)
Woo
If I was your best
on my way".
He picked all of that cotton.
I said this is about a country boy like myself, B.B.
King you know.
So when he get to Chicago, his cousin
I lay-up bar after bar like I'm
Trying to build a gate up
See me on the way up like an elevator
I'mma let you take the stairs
That metaphor meaning
never drove
your car or spend your cash no baby.
and i weren't impressed by the way you dress and i
must confess that im fine with less now baby.
when i
nigga Ice Cube (right)
Now check this out, I'm in downtown Detroit (alright)
On my way to the club (right)
I find out, that the bitch I'm text
club
I sign eight by tens for all my friends beats all you've ever seen
It won't be long until I get a record deal
(It's Cledus) the karaoke king
I
the club, get some oxygen
Your friends say I'm a player
You'd be lucky to keep me
You know people gon' be
Talkin' 'bout us weekly
My car be in a robbery
P-O-R
and the Racquetball club
Plugged with Gucci promotion so we got in free
Against the wall me and my guys formed a colony, Ron'll be beating
Saved my day, dancing
Driving so fast I think I might crash
She's by my side she don't care if we die
Pull up to the club go to H-town
Everybody's doing hard drugs
She make me feel so good
Better than I would by myself or if was with somebody else
You don't under stand she make the people say yeah, yeah
I
and the parcels
'cause all our homes and offices got
Stacks of mail last June, ow! Ha! Ha!
When it was my birthday anyway
We're all dead pleased by the way
You've
highways
And beaten-up by-ways
That straddle and girdle
A great and many-faced nation
There are lambs in the ghettos
Who worship their Gapettos
and become another ray
And I'm living on your edge
And I balance on the fray
And you chase me with your karma
So I vanish after the drama
Hold me, don't take
she gotta get the money
Cause she fuckin' with a (p-pimp like me)
Gotta serve a trick at the after party
Cause I got her body in my mind I'm a playa
welcome to the Players Club baby
A family affair, a toast to the bay, hey
Looks like it's gonna be one of them lovely days
Mama used to put my
Poppin' bottles in the club (In the club)
Feel like dynamite, the way I'm blowin' up (Blowin' up)
If you wanna' party, then pull up (Brr)
Been
some time with me you better start coming up with a new kind of way to make me rich
If I had a dollar for every time a hoe wasted my time
I'd probably
she gotta get the money
'Cause she fuckin' with a pimp like me
Gotta serve a trick at the after party
'Cause I got her body in my mind
I'm a playa when
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