Lyrics:
Slowly crawling 'cross the floor
Comes a shadow through the window
From the house next door
And the dust specks dancing
In the last of the light
Yeah
Test, test
Yeah
I might spend a week, I might
Yo
I might spend a week at the Magic Castle
Presidential Suite, made of brass
Hoe slamed my door, next to Texaco
Kick my lexo, broke my window
Put out my indo
Jumped out and said "bitch are you crazy?"
Fucked around
By David Roche
He's not dead or alive
He's not off with some other guy
He's not lost track of the time
He's just
Missing
People say hey it'll
nauga, I sat down and cried
(He moved to Chicago when that nauga died)
I'm giving a party next Saturday night
And here are the friends that I'm going
we gon' charge, we gon' stomp, we gon' march
Through the swamp, we gon' mosh through the marsh
Take us right through the doors (c'mon)
All
In my dream the world was silver
Underneath a magic moon
In my dream I lay there waiting
You came naked to my room
In my dream I lay there
This next song
Is actually an uptempo song off my new record "I Am"
I love the lyrics so much
I actually wanted to do an acoustic version for you
Fresh night perfect insanity
Very dark placid skies bring an end
No moon shining like an untouched
Ass of the boy next door
Feeling the first
door and looks in."
"When the hell do I get something out of this?"
It's down, it's down with the clown
Fuck fat bitches and charge by the pound
I gets
goes
But I know you can
Stay with me
Lock the door
Take the key
I am yours
Feel the BAPE
It is yours
It is yours
It is yours (Hey)
Don't
on top tales that they relay
[Bridge]
Magic in my hands bass through the night
Stars in my eyes hitting new heights
Friends by my side everything's
bad guy
No they never stop they just pass me by
They treat me like a leper
Who's left to die Yo!
Excuse me mate can you get me a taxi
Is that
with me
Lock the door
Take the key
Hide yours
Feel the bate
Hear the choice
Hear the choice
Hear the choice (Hey!)
(Verse 2 - Pharrell)
Don't
Make you do magic say Tada
I whip my wrist and say voila
Next thing to Allah
Niggas want beef then its Five Guys
I think you sweet Imma try ya
Choppa
Last night I dreamed I laid me down and died
And lots of people came and signed their name
But only a few of them cried
They put me in a big pine
to the spirit of ol' 1956
It was pacing in the woods next to '57
Well the highway was my only friend
Cuz I went by so quick
Suburban trees were out there
afraid I shoulda stayed at home
(With a porch light, screen door
Banner from Niagara falls
Green grass, lawn mower
"Home, sweet home" upon the walls)
afraid I shoulda stayed at home
(With a porch light, screen door
Banner from Niagara falls
Green grass, lawn mower
"Home, sweet home" upon the walls)
guy
But when she squeezed me tight, she nearly broke my spine
Oh my Lola L-o-l-a Lola
And I'm not dumb but I can't understand
Why she walks like
that, youknowhatI'msayin?
Night is in the air
Enemy.. on the borderline
Who'll be the next to fire
forty-one shots by Diallo's side?
You said he
the moonlight
Viva fiesta, in our hearts it shines
Love and passion, in every line
Dancing together, beneath the stars
This night of magic, like an open door
Last month
While thinking of love
I wrote him some words and mailed them away
But the next day
I found at my door a letter from spain
He'd
wrapped us in paper and moved us away
Your room was no longer next door to mine
This kid sister thing was old by that time
But oh how our dreams went bump
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