Lyrics:
With yellow eyes my green face my pink and white afro
I'm no toy kid your style is made by Hasbro
G'niff gnapp you think you got that real
counseling
Always by myself
Still I feel like I'm surrounded
Say my family's proud but I
Truly fucking doubt it
Like what could they say "Way to go
Vin, way
or two
My body telling me I need to get some sleep
My mind telling me I need to make a beat
Cause I can't write unless I have what I need
And I think need
The Representatives for the BCC
[Rock] When you come through the door, what do you see?
[Starang] Rockness Monsta, Mista S-T-R-A-N-G
[Rock] When you come through
word, where's he headed now? Headed now
Oh, my, word, where's he headed now
(Yeah, yeah, aye)
Show up, roll out, deep when the city sleeps
Gettin' into
value
The competition gonna drop dead that's mad true
The friends and I are gonna keep going and going until we playing at a show right by you
Yuh
First
All I want is peace
I can't go to sleep
All I want is
Compromising order and decree
You can hear it through the streets singing
Nah, nah, nah
Nah, nah,
All-American self hatred runs deep
White boys all I see whenever I sleep
Niggas think I think these
Thoughts on purpose
But I knew 'bout NSYNC 'fore
a G-4 private jet
Bet you get more than grazed by the nine
Laid by the side
Oh you out of bullets? Here, take some of mine
And clowns hate how I lock
a hammer than a nail
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*written by Bob Geldof
*taken from the album "The Happy Club"
was back then
To who I am here standing
Cause who I was then was weak
Couldn’t get any sleep
Unable to break free
Trapped by anxiety
Insecure ‘bout all
up
I don't give a fuck about your makeup
I was up late bakin' cake, I had to stay up
If you gone sleep, you can leave or you can pay up
I'm a lil
Prelude:
Now here we are, at the end of all things...
Just know, if you fucked with me all the way from track 1 to now, then like...I fuck with you,
yourself to sleep each night
That scary lullaby that tells you, "It'll be alright"
It doesn't work though, nah bro, it ain't that good
'Coz you know
A puppet show, the strings in sight
A charade played out every night
Their promises like castles in the sand
Washed away by the tide, at the ruling
crews are jealous 'cause we get props
The cops, wanna stop our fun, but the top
Is where we're dwellin', swell and fat, no sleep
I work fit and jerks
crews are jealous 'cause we get props
The cops, wanna stop our fun, but the top
Is where we're dwellin', swell and fat, no sleep
I work fit and jerks
my sleep
Niggas ain't spitting so I'm listening to R&B
Little bit of SWV probably some Jon B
For no reason at all just order some Don P
If you think
Bitches all over my page now
Nigger all over my face
N****rs are dripping my swag
I wanna bouncer
I wanna faith for `em
Niggers a face lifts
I want some
are edible
The arrangements exquisite
Linguistics are highly proficient
I'm way too godly
Maybe that's why I'm hated
My flow is too dangerous
'Cause
affordin'
You morbid, dormant now we can't afford it
Even though the prices are exorbitant
How the tour went
I fixed hip hop and restored it
Different space
They know it's caffeine, they try but can't sleep
They're hatin' but they rockin' to it while they count sheep
Cause this here's alarm clock music
even set my speakers up
Surrounded by boxes that I need to unpack
Which are filled with the books that I've never read
But I'm holding onto the promise
Ladies and Gentlemen
You're welcome to the Bad Boys Album
By the one and only Undisputed Manager
With the vibes machine
Pan pate to the world
Omo la
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