Lyrics:
boasty
'Cause them have the loving
And every man want it
Yeah!
Get off the tip if you're not legitimate
We were chatting reggae back in '86
Boogie Down
up with Guru, of course
[Big Shug]
Young ladies, fly ladies, young ladies in the house
[Patra]
Bad, bad by law, you no say you're da numba one
dick off
People want to know when's the
Tour gonna kick off
I'm no rip-off, it's all original
Not too political, a little cynical
About the fakes
moves only done by me, not for some hoe
You ain't the OG boss, no original sauce
Now that I made a new wave, everyone wanna learn how to surf now
I
boy you're just a faker
Name one city "Uhh, Jamaica!"
Wrong, and I think that's a shame
An African look with an American name
You might fool others
I'm in effect
Like I said, hoes in London
All up in my dms, yeah
Screw what you're saying
I don't want to listen
Get the hell out of my life
Give me
of the dearly departed
Tyrone survived by his mother Barbara
His two year old daughter T'want to
And the baby's mamma Sandra
[He's a murderer! That animal
The place where you find the
Coldest ballers you ever seen
But they locked up or dead
Not in the Premier league
Best kid that I knew turned fiend by
of us
I just need to say this
My friends you're amazing
You wouldn't even know but
But times that I swear
That I didn't think I'd make it
Walked
Fuscaley
Plateau Jos
Fuscaley
Igbeti Oke -Ogun that is where am from
Fuscaley
Meanwhile
Ka to fun yin no Original
Lamba lamafunyin
O'ye Ke mo pe ani
I walk the streets of London
And notice in the faces passing by
Something that makes me stop and listen
My heart grows heavy with the cry
Where is
can't
That chick I was wrapping up and the bar finna give me a ride
If you know what I mean
Hahaha, you're fucking wild (ah, fuck)
Hell yeah, peace
fun
Wow, that was a mad ting, that was a mad ting
Thank you, man alright, you know what
Now I've seen you're real good off the top
You put yourself in
the fireplace
I feel your fingertips
But that would never happen
You'll never come to London
You're a thousand miles away
Every time when you see the morning
Lay down your head
You're not alone
Anywhere you go, I follow
We are the children of the sun
That's all you need to know
Lay down your head
lost during the great fire of 1666
The Chthonic Chronicles!
I cannot disclose here the precise and rather unsavoury means
By which I acquired this
Styling out to the beat that you're freakin'
Fantasize, I'm the track that you're tweakin'
Blow my heart up
Put your hands on my waist, pull the fader
player number nine if you want Eauzone to win it
Almost every single time O-line be getting smoked
But that's okay with me 'cause I read the book of Job
up with Guru, of course
[Big Shug]
Young ladies, fly ladies, young ladies in the house
[Patra]
Bad, bad by law, you no say you're da numba one
Ice-T:
I got a attitude as thick as a convict's
Bomb ticks, my heart beats as I rhyme over hard shit
Watch this, the nigga that you didn't think could do
what time it is
You're now rocking with the best yes y'all
And we just want to keep it fresh to death that's all
Before I hit you with the mic check one
, and that's not me
I want, I want, I want, to be loved by you
You've got everything you need
But you want accessories
Got to hold it in your hand
If I
not me
I want, I want, I want, to be loved by you
Oh, and all the girls say
I want, I want, I want, but that's crazy
I want, I want, I want
I'm mad
And that's why you're bad
And you and your whole law thing has been had
You don't really have any rights here
Listen: I don't mean you any
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