Lyrics:
a perfect cure
That can hypnotize
No, we don't wanna choose
Gonna drink up all the booze
All the cheesy cocktails by Tom Cruise
We'll drink, fight, rock
on down to my house honey, I need your company
Tom cat sittin' on the railroad track
Well he hollered at the Mama cat, she answered back
Bring it on down
down, fit to spit the sky in
And oh, my little heart's in trouble
Feels like it just might explode
Why do they call it love when
Oh, it feels like
the operation
You know hood rules apply when it come to this kind of gangster
So your bitch a bottle girl with a gullible occupation
Told her about Buffalo
Optimism, about the faith of the people
That have accepted of the mission of improbable,
To become some particle, purged
By the discourage
he killin' like a pro
(Ah, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot
Doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot)
Y'all think we came all this
Way to slow down
ever could
Got in this position just by doing things we never should
Trying to get to Hollywood, i'll put in the time for it
Trying to get a mansion for
Have it lookin
Like marry
Pussy niggas tom
Rat niggas
Be Jerry
Two bad hoes
We out
By the
Parry
Get to the cheese
I ain't talkin
Bout dairy
Fly over
As I was strummin' down the street one day
A man turned to me, would you like to get paid?
I said by who, and he said what
Sorry my boy I don't think
In the center of the darkness
There is plenty of light
Salvation is the target
For freedom, you paid with your life
What were you hoping to find?
By
And the homeland we've never seen
They killed us in our tepee
They cut our women down
They might have left some babies
Cryin' on the ground
But the big guns
spike it
Voicing opinions but holding laryngitis
But I don’t hear ‘em, I’m a winner by law
Track em down like the subway
When they sub par
Sub-zero
her ass from my door
She better be halfway down the block
By the time I hit the floor
Tell shawty I'll be down in a minute
And then she gon' get
sippin' wok by the liter, yeah
Walk up in the spot, tell 'em make way, yuh
Shawty gonna move it like a shake weight, yuh
Nigga talking down, he don't know
I made named Guy
Who loved Susanna and so did I
Now there was this run down shack on Acklen Avenue
That I shared with Skinny Dennis
And a poet
the mother station
[Chorus]
Winter's cold spring erases
And the calm away by the storm is chasing
Everything good needs replacing
Look up, look down
Elevator, stavím si do pekla výtah
Potřebuju někam kde je větší mír a klid yeau
Nedělej, že je to safe v tom výtahu je díra
Já vyskočil jsem v půlce,
done been in that same boat, I ain't letting this chain go
Representing my niggas down till they free 'em like Django
It's the same old, just the same
from mexico
If you getting money keep the bank roll up on the down low
Never taking out all I have, can't use the last
Confused by the cryptos, amazed
song by Buffalo Springfield)
hate us cuz we p.o.c./
Black politician feelling like I’m Pio P/
We be full of rage black mark ruffalo/
Bitch your hands still stained by the buffalo
Good head so she down for the low blow
Good head so she giving that low blow
Nick been the hardest you can not deny it
Mess with the bros then I'm
now, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
Stop, children, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
Written by Stephen Stills
Slow it down, gotta sip it
Roll it up... Spliff it
Not wasting God's Talent because he made me gifted
Inhale enlightenment... We getting lifted
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