Lyrics:
you wanna hang with old Eddie Kane?"
Ain't nothin' wrong, snap your head to the song
Word is bond, you get wrong
I'll have you sing like Louis
something? Meet me at the Deli
I'm on my way don't play wit the fetty
You Dirty negas... still smoke Reggie
Nasty wit 16's
R Kelly
Speaking of 16's god
You'd better watch if you snake me
Fuck them jakes its payback
I play to win don't doubt that
I come from nothing hope your listening
Now its designer
gonna have to shock him!"
"Oh my God!"
These are the results of a thousand electric volts
A neck with bolts "Nurse we're losing him, check
me out my head[02:16.17]Just enough to take me out my[02:19.36]Just enough to take me out my[02:21.86]Do I ever feel enough[02:23.44]Maybe when I'm
want to see
Bring the kid and carry me
Rig it with the closeness
Hang my bones.
Submitted by Rene
GOING BLIND:
And I know how it's to be
with Tetris if your block neglectin' your ki
Everyday I wake up with my face up to my father
Makin' sure my heart is pure enough to grow my seed
of a thousand faces - no match for Ron. Doug Henning does the make-up - special effects from Grecian Formula 16 and Crazy Glue. Transportation furnished by
and sippin' cog-i-nac so relax dude
Know I'm with these cracks dude
Yo, 1, 2, Dirt Mcgirt!
Solid tone smith with 5th shots, lick shots
Leave your head
stepped into the Hall of Fame and put my frame on the wall
I'm like a Michelangelo painting that hangs in the vault
They gated me off, by Hendrix while he
Norman Bates with a poker face
Got the banger in my hand and
I'm out to poke your face
38 Special, grab it, let him
Have it, where the safe, we hungry
And he'll grab you by the head and squeeze it till it
Pops
And shake your muthafuckin' neck until your head flops
'Cause I'm runnin' with the bee-yacht,
just wanna fill your head with my thoughts
Give you everything I've got and let you connect the dots
Can we hit a parking lot?
Grab a bottle of wine
your girl’s body like Cotto
Shaved my head, now Puerto Ricans want me in their photos
Oh no
I guess I’m vain on occasions
I’m a quarter Mexican, the rest
Why are you in so much hurry
Is it really worth the worry
Look around then slow down
What's it like inside a bubble
Does your head ever give you
Better tell em
Better tell em
Time is flying by
And I'm just trying to hang on hang on
This is your time
All the way down
Gone the way
Oh I'm faded
think it's dumb to sit or hang
Or hear the stories or the songs you sang
I want to revel in every moment
That I can feel your beating heart
The roads we
bitch that
Ain’t excited by jewelry
Cause your nigga chose me
Ain’t nothing, ain’t nothing
Got a mention on the scene
Ain’t nothing, ain’t nothing
Twenty
Cent, I'll whoop your head with the tool
You better not ever get this shit confused
I robbed the shit out Slick
Rick for his jewels
And rocked them
dick, you smoke the cane[00:52.53]I'll teach this nigga to stay in his lane Fat ass head built like a boulder[00:55.59]I'll knock it off your fuckin'
know it's skill
You better hang tough when your in the field just keep it real yea you know the drill
When I impose my will thought it was luck now you
flowers out the window
April flowers out the door
Hang by your lover, wasted another
Hang by your lover, wasted another, honey
April flowers out the door
of you I've found
I hang you up and then I pull you down
I hang you up and then I pull you down
I get lost sometimes
Another year flies by
But I know if
churned the cream to butter
Sputter shit grimy like the gack up in your gutter
The butterfly that fluttered by and caught your attention
And caused
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