Lyrics:
got memories of the past
Of love affairs that didn't last
It's been stood up by every girl in town
But it still looks for love to come around.
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gotta step it up and go.
Got a little girl, she stays upstairs,
Make a livin' by puttin' on airs.
Gotta step it up and go-Yeah, man.
Can't stand
Work-wa-work-work-work-wa-work it out
Let's turn this muthafucking party out
Said, Doc what's the condition?
I'm a man that's on a mission
Said, son, you'd better listen
Hahha
Now everytime I grab the mic I always start shit up
Sharper than your double-edger, watch me carve shit up
Live and direct, respect it
the bullshit
Liquor on the rock leave it froze for the moment
I know she a thot by the way that she posing
Baby wanted scoop in the whip but it's stolen
Give me
And one by one the memories stay
Even when you're close to a dream
It can still let you down, still let you down
You'll always have a chance to give up
So
your gar-ments
When I come around, son lay 'em down
This Homey the Clown play around so pay it now
Sweepin the block up, Mayor Doc, he in town
Ridin
Distance, timing
Breakdown, fighting
Silence, the train runs off its tracks
Kiss me, try to fix it
Could you just try to listen?
Hang up, give up
For
of lies
John the Revelator, he's a smooth operator
It's time we cut him down to size
Take him by the hand And put him on the stand
Let us hear his
of that good ole mountain dew
They call it that ole mountain dew Lord Lord and them that refuse it are few
I'll hush up my mug if you'll fill up my jug
ain't with that shit, Lieutenant
Ain't no pussy good enough to get burnt while I'm up in it
(Yeah) And that's realer than Real-Deal Holyfield
And now
Little by little, now babe
I've come a long, long way
Picking up the pieces
That you threw away
Did you give it up
Did I let you down
Either
I've developed a love/hate relationship with the PNW state I'm in
It's breathtaking and suffocating
It's hip and it's also nauseating
I shoulda paid
the Doc comes, she won't wipe it up
Dat bitch, that'll whip a car better than me
Yo, dat bitch, splittin' cigars better than me
Dat bitch, tattoos
Workin' too hard can give you
A heart attack (ack, ack, ack, ack, ack)
You oughta know by now (oughta know)
Who needs a house out in Hackensack
Is that
To give up wanting more an' more of you!
More an' more, I find it more than thrilling
To share this dream that needed fulfilling
More an' more, I'm
Venus in Flares
Half Man Half Biscuit
A million housewives every day, pick up a can of beans and say
â??What an amazing example
and throw it all away
So brick by brick
I am breaking through these walls
Oh, between you and me
I'm not giving up
I'm not giving giving up
Makes me give it up
Touch by touch
And put your arms around me
Baby wrap me up
Touch by touch
Now you're gettin' closer
To what I want so much
Give it up for rock n roll
Give it up for rock
Give it up for how it made you feel
Give it up for vinyl days
Kicking back from school
Turning
They say it started in the East where the apple was
But out West we be throwing them apples up
They say them Fruit Town niggas gon' ride tonight
They
And the rich man never heard the poor man speak
But one by one, they ran away
With their made up minds to leave it all behind
And the light began to fade
In
sticky by the sto'
I rip your hottest MC like eenie mynie moe
Fuck dough I do it for fun, "Juice" like Bishop
"American Pie" nigga, hit your momma like
on the water
Could it be finally I'm turning for home?
Finally, a chance to say hey, I love you
Never again to be all alone
You light up my life
You give
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