Lyrics:
to the mortuary
Night time falls the motherfuckin' streets ain't safe
At the fuckin' club the jackers run the place
But I gotta do what I gotta do like Manson
the reaper weary,
Piling sheaves in uplands airy,
Listening, whispers "'tis the fairy
The Lady of Shalott."
There she weaves by night and day
funny
My money bouncin', it bounce like a bunny, ayy, ayy
I'm goin' crazy, I work all day, you can't call me lazy
I'm not a Blood but I'ma go brazy
whispers “tis the fairy
The Lady of Shalott.”
There she weaves by night and day
A magic web with colours gay.
She has heard a whisper say,
A curse is on her
Walking alone the night again
It's like three am, and I'm carrying a blade
Blood on your face, what happened there?
You weren't aware, stop running
in February must be April who you fooling?
NYC nights on the block like Patrick Ewing
We the new UGK
Looking for the chewing
Blood, sweat and tears but
can't chew through his last pants
I'm like a mummy at night, fightin' with bright lightning
Frightened with five little white Vicadin pills bitin' him
the night that I proposed
When I promised her forever before I took her home
But I never made it home that night
A part of her died too
I watched her
them talk crazy on telephone
These niggas pussy like
Hang with more bloods than a stream of an IV
Magical monday no ID (ugh)
Millionaire shorty fuck IQ
thing, buenas noches
By the end of the night my knees are now on your chest
Fuck me bad, let me in, a cardic arrest
Make me come
Make me come
Come, we
a nigga goin' cra-zy
Oh yeah, I feel cra-zy
[Chorus]
Time goes by, puffin on lye
Hopin' that it gets me high
Got a nigga goin' cra-zy
Oh yeah, I
strikes
Had to count up all the paper, took me three nights
Pray the Lord protect my soul, I'm just tryna make it (make it)
Had to leave them niggas
a stiletto in my eye
Three inches deep and I still couldn't see why
I had to stab her with a toothbrush in the throat
And then stuff the bitch mouth with a bar
blood, we deep thugs and I can't panic
Yeah, we knocked him off
Nigga what? They gotta hand it
I just took to flowin' on the block and took the top
back blood
Holla at em Hov
[Jay-Z]
I'm from Flushing, Marcy, Notia, Myrtle and Park
Niggas'll drive by in the day, murder you in the dark
That's why
adorable
The players followed suit
Inning crawling to a close
Head coach not amused
Coach seeing red
Coach on the diamond dragging twenty-seven inches
Wings of the night
Has turned light into shadows
And through the deep forest
Only the mist prevails
Carried forth by the whispering wind
falling for you
Baby pick me up I want be love by you
Late night be the vibes with you
Baby girl yeah I miss you
When it comes to you yeah
Ain't nothing
sunroof top
Niggas lookin crazy so i'm reachin for the gloc
Every hood knows where the blood and are crippin
Ain't nothin like a sunday out just dippin
This is the story you wanted to write well tonight is the night that you can
Just get this done and by dawns early light you can finish the fight
We’re left to the night
C:
We are soldiers
We are soldiers
We are soldiers
There’s blood on our sword
There’s blood on our sword
Bloood
darkest night
In His power we are restored
By His love and mighty sword
[Verse 3]
Chains are broken we rejoice
Lift our hands and raise our voice
In
It's crazy out here (uhhhhhhh)
Yo mama I'm tryin to keep my head strong (whats up Mystikal?)
Uhhhhhh! (uhhhhhh) I'm just a ghetto child trying
the night that I proposed
When I promised her forever before I took her home
But I never made it home that night
A part of her died too
I watched her
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