Lyrics:
that you gave to me
When the first you lay on my breast,
You could make me believe with your lying tongue
That the sun rose in the west.
Go home,
You're the Colosseum,
You're the top! You're the Louvre Museum,
You're a melody from a symphony by Strauss,
You're a Bendel bonnet, a Shakespeart
decisions and lines.
Diaspora, shattered vast and raw
Colonial collateral, the last to draw
Empires built by our backs at cost
cll for cash our past been
decisions and lines.
Diaspora, shattered vast and raw
Colonial collateral, the last to draw
Empires built by our backs at cost
All for cash our past been
And softly their pillows at night.
Oh yonder there's a ship on the ocean
And she does not know which way to steer
From the east and the west she's
the diamonds, geechie dub shinin'
Ninety-seven sport drop Benz, gettin' mine
You can hate and catch the tip of the blade of my sawed A-K
It's West coast mafia
When first you lay on my breast
You could make me believe with your lying tongue
That the sun rose in the West
Well then go home to your father's
You're the Colosseum,
You're the top! You're the Louvre Museum,
You're a melody from a symphony by Strauss,
You're a Bendel bonnet, a Shakespeart
You're the Colosseum,
You're the top! You're the Louvre Museum,
You're a melody from a symphony by Strauss,
You're a Bendel bonnet, a Shakespeart
You're the Colosseum,
You're the top! You're the Louvre Museum,
You're a melody from a symphony by Strauss,
You're a Bendel bonnet, a Shakespeart
S: North South to tha West C: Celly Cel
S: Celly Cel C: Silkk the Shocker
S: Uh huh C: In this motherfucker
S: I'm in this bitch C: Mob
You're the Coliseum.
You're the top!
You're the Louvre Museum.
You're a melody from a symphony by Strauss
You're a Bendel bonnet,
A Shakespeare's
that you made to me
When you lay on my breast
I would have believed with your lying tongue
That the sun rose in the west
Go back, go back to your
was into the Stones when
I was into the Roses
She was breaking my bones when
I was bursting their noses
She would tell me a secret
I would lose it
was into the Stones when
I was into the Roses
She was breaking my bones when
I was bursting their noses
She would tell me a secret
I would lose it
roses, lay in wood boxes often
Park the ten porches outside the good doctor's office
Turn my head, cough 'cause I'm smoking on a dead corpse
Leave you
your girl she next and that's an easy flex
And I go by lex and yes that means sex
So pop smoke drank like they do out west
Pop 1 pop 2 im tripping
Big
on the edge
Of my seat
I wanna head up North
Up to the city
Where the West End Girls
Never seen a southern guy like me
But with my best friend by my side
Feel
Jumped off the porch
Trapped by the store
My white bitch pretty in the face but she on blow
We all got flaws
Stuff your nose
Feel the glow
Thug this
never leaving LA
Sped off from the opps in a white ghost
Everywhere they looking for me, I'm that Young Rose
By the coast, feeling faded off a tall can
My
to me
When the first you lay on my breast
You could make me believe with your lying tongue
That the sun rose in the west
Go home, go home, to your
money,
Fuckin' all these hoes.
They was lookin' at me funny
When I pulled up in that rose
Ya'll good for talkim' on Twitter (twitter)
We good for
[Verse 1]
Imagine looking at life through rose-tinted glasses
And the policy of the people is passive
And all the women got fat asses
And all
I'm a dog, I'm a goat (goat)
I'm a west-side nigga, hit your friend on the low
I fly by in three million, tell 'em bye (skrrt)
And them diamonds
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