Lyrics:
stained with sweat
Outside the endless rain
Darlin' I'm blessed in your blood
And marked by Cain
Take me on your burnin' train
Take me on your
Yeah, the ambassadors
Uh. Excuse me Miss whats your name, Keith's back again so tell all your friends.
Keith Sweat, Lets go
I'm not hating
The automatic rhymes write by themselves
The utility belt-in on eBay for sale
My rhymes scope your scalp like
A medicated hair gel
I don't wan't pampers to squel
on
We can go along
[Keith Sweat]
In the morning when the sunlight hits my eyes
I just lay there thinkin' how your lovin' keeps me in
under your spell
When I was told by Jesus all was well
So all must be well
Just give me time
You know your desires and mine
So wrap my flesh in ivy
come over me
It started in my eyes
Crept up to my head
Flew to my heart
Till I was stung dead
I'm done, uh-uh
I got stung!
Mm, yeah
Mm, yeah
come over me
It started in my eyes
Crept up to my head
Flew to my heart
Till I was stung dead
I'm done, uh-uh
I got stung!
Mm, yeah
Mm, yeah
featuring Keith Sweat R.O.C.
[JD talking to R.O.C.]
[JD]
I'm feelin' that 2x is you wit' me?
I'm the type you see
thinkin about?
Black Elvis, rock star, walkin down Broadway
Chillin in the project hallway
(repeat 1.5X)
[Kool Keith]
Tour bus,
to get your shit together
[Verse 3: Keith Murray]
Yo! Keith Murray is your (?) MC Ultra
With the sickest comeback like ni**a I told ya
Honeys sweat
be throwed up
But still Andre got action they Sweat like Keith all on my teeth
I take it upon myself to handle mine thinkin' that you
Got's
Loosen up, get the lead out
Backs up let them shout
Backs up sweat it out
When your back's up, sweat it out
Backs up, sweat it out
Hope froze in
be happening to me
Who made you God to say
"I'll take your life from you"
Flash before my eyes
Now it's time to die
Burning in my brain
I can
short
I've been writin songs, I'm calm, I'm a good sport
One year has gone by, with tecs jam up in your eye
I'm on some clever shit, fuck it man,
of what your mouth told
Sweat for the lemonade, sweat for the tea
Sweat from the hot sauce, sweat from the D
And you can sweat from a burn in
like me (uh)
But the chrome to your dome make you sweat like Keith
'Cause I'm the nigga, the nigga, nigga, like how you figure?
Getting figures
nothin' but a Keith Sweat jam
Yo, here we go left eye flow
What's up
Baby, you can skinny dip in my left lip sip a little cat nip
Eat my punanna, monanna
like me (uh)
But the chrome to your dome make you sweat like Keith
'Cause I'm the nigga, the nigga, nigga, like how you figure?
Getting figures
Yeah
On your breast
I might lay my crowded head
In your light
I might bathe in cold burnt sweat
In your mouth
I might feel the serpent's kiss
callin'
To be here next to mine
You know we both can feel it
So, no use in sealing it
Now tell me can you
Let me see you break a sweat
Drippin' down your
Hot, hot, Keith Sweat
Hot, hot, hit district
Hot, hot, Royalty
Hot, hot, come on, uh
No
Yeh, yeh 100 percent girl, listen
There's a thin line
shots*)
Let it fly, betty-bye if you're ready to die
Kickin' your ass and you can ask Keith Sweat why
I make your Benz seem obsolete G
Rippin' your ass
Coming back live, this Keith Sweat
And as we wind it down from a long day
And hopefully to an even longer night
With the one you love and care
Yeah
The desert dust it fills your eyes
The rattlesnake shake takes you by surprise
The coyotes sing in the calm of night
The cactus water goes
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