Lyrics:
care
I kiss the dear fingers so toil-worn for me
Oh God bless you and keep you Mother machree
Every sorrow or care in the dear days gone by
Twas
wet
No umbrella, you can rain all night, ooh-whoa-whoa
And go ahead and drench me with your body
By the time you're finished, baby, I'll be covered
I'd love to see that girl again
And we were trying different things
We were smoking funny things
Making love out by the lake to our favorite song
[Intro]
Alright man, y'all win
I won't say it, at least for this song, hey
[Verse 1]
Said they looking for the realest, well I'm real as it get
ain't hard to tell
The buddha monk's in your trunk, turn the bass up
Not stories by Aesop
Place your loot up, parties I shoot up
Nas, I analyze,
(featuring Ras Kass)
[Intro: Ras Kass]
Uh, Dreddy Kruger, what up, my nigga?
Yeah, GZA, you know, uh, Rassy, you know
Shouts out to my nigga
out to some romantic spot
Some take a ride on a bus
But that will not do for us
(Let's take an old fashioned walk)
(I'm just bursting with talk)
(Intro)
Yeah,
I feel like if you
Never lived to see 200 on the dash,
You truly not living
(Chorus)
I can't stop, Aye
It's a race, in my place,
It's
on my knees
I changed the number on my phone
I changed the kind of car I drive so you can't see me when I go by
And you can't chase me up the street,
the (?Frex?)
Got you in spot like Lindscrafter but you try to diss
I burn you like Backdrafter
After that you'll get nothing from me but laughter
Similar
(dance) dance (dance) dance (dance) yeah!
When I feel put down I try
To shake it off quick
With my chick by my side
The radio does the trick
I love
but no one understands
So you disappear into the solitude
And you go into the shadows
Of a life full of rain
With no dry spot to stand
There's
when I'm on go mode
My man dope spot got hit
Right now the strip club still lit
By next week they gon' feel that shit
You think I'm old
I think I'm grown
ain't tryna make a scene
Like it's something it's not, my whole regime is up in the spot
Carefully watched by dozens of thots
Fuck it, I'll just have
of complications
Meanwhile back in some secluded spot
He says 'will you please?' and she says 'stop'
If I ever lose this good thing that I've got
I never want
added some tricks
No town, makes it sound, the same
As where it came from
So if you don't feel so hot
Go out to some Jersey spot
And whether you're
of calm
Say, put on your shoes
Say, put on your shoes
No use one look at her and anyone can tell that she's on fire
Spot her error
Spot her error
goin' bye-bye
Used to come through, hit it, pull off like a drive-by
Then she got that pool on her, so I know her new guy
Nigga had to tie the knot,
on my knees
I changed the number on my phone
I changed the kind of car I drive so you can't see me when I go by
And you can't chase me up the street,
in the spot-spot-spot-spot
(Yeah) I got money on me
(Yeah) baby girl, no problem
(Yeah) you rolling, shawty?
(Yeah) let's hit McDonald's
It's T.P.
[Intro: RZA]
Eh-yo, Kinetic
What up God? You got that glock cleaned?
Soaked those bullets in oil?
So yo, I'ma call the Black Knights up
What a spot this,
Not so hot this,
Hey there shy one
Come by my one
Please don't rush off
Want no brush-off
I can't compel you
To buy what
fiends same gear for a week wearing dirty clothes
All day in the spot by a dirty stove trials keep me strong
Hope keep me happy, but im only human so these
Yeah
Yeah
When I walk on by
Girls be looking like, "Damn he fly"
I pimp to the beat
Walking down the street in my new LaFreak, yeah
This is
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