Lyrics:
We on the record baby you got a second maybe
And y'all know who I am sorry chelsea lately
Let's teach it as a lesson man you fall from heaven
This
Got a picture of your house and you're standing by the door
It's black and white and faded and it's looking pretty worn
I see the factory that I
die
Then you rest in pieces
Line their pockets with your labor
You go home in debt
Your children die from malnutrition
Your bosses never wept
They
could launch a thousand ships,
then where am I to go?
There's no one home but you,
you're all that's left me to . . .
And when my love for life
like bush fought in iraq
The time is now so just quit, or get tapped by the man with the high drop take that
You're still barely breathing, heaven
Dancing with tears in my eyes,
Dancing with tears in my eyes,
Living out a memory of a love that died,
It's five and I'm driving home again,
motels
I stay home and try to better myself
By burning science books
Once I tried to masturbate
And finger my own ass
When I marry I'll procreate
Hands off
gone.
The bones in my face weren't here all along.
I'm straight and I love coffee cake!
I found a lost puppy and I took him home.
Since then
now you're tripping 'cause you see I ain't all by myself
And you won't let be me boy
[Chorus:]
Why you gonna call me on my phone?
Every time you
boyfiend by the name of Joe
Said " To Coney Isle, dear let's go,"
Then Nelly Kelly would fret and pout,
And to him I heard her shout.
chorus
"Take me
One thing dem can't understand dat
De Almighty came as a man
See aka de will is for his children to come home
Tribal War,
It's a war, it's a war, it's
barkin', man
Hangin out late night, off the shee-ba
All's we heard is they got what they de-served
See up in trojans, spit the game a little more than
start to renovate
Do it good, do it now and don't you wait
I'm an addict
I don't give none
Yes I'm hooked by music and on the run
If you wanna behind
(Basketball bouncing throughout song)
I'm cold wit it
I'm just cold wit it
Know what I'm sayin'?
If you don't know by now, I'm cold wit it
Ah, I
you had to say
But no man is an island,
Or so the saying goes,
And a house that has no love is not a home
Life without you has got to be
top hat and tails
It was the perfect day
Big diamond ring
She had everything
But what a price to pay
Now she sits home by the phone
He's never
true-to-life killas, killas
We takin' Other People Money, they money
And then we buyin' all the cars, the cars
Man bump 'em on chrome, chrome
Besides that yo
[Chorus]
It's so hard for me to be just what you see
On E! or MTV you don't get what you see
At home I don't dress up, I don't fix my hair so what
and don't flirt be home by
Eight I won't wait and don't make me bang on you
When I fell in love with you it was voodoo, I didn't know the things that you do
Hook x3
[Big Chan]
I'm still the greatest
I'm pretty
I'm still the greatest
[Layzie Bone]
And I'ma bad man
[Big Chan]
Hot child in the city
is on the way from home
locked down ain't shit G
I'm in and outta jail like a man and not a pussy
give me 5 years yo I'm outta in 2
back on the streets
plus
Supported by T thank you very much
Ain't notihng to it te way we do it
Set the date collabarate and just run through it
I been doing this shit since
Copper tone tan in a muscle shirt
A dirt red jeep coming home from work
Odds are pretty good he'll be stopping at the Texaco
She was standing
then head home sore, it's easy for me
Effortless how I just glide on the beat
Man on a mission, I'm coming for seats
If you don't think that I got
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