Lyrics:
Feel is a word I can't explain
At least not in words that are plain
Make it easy to express
But Ill try to do my best
To hit you where it counts
Feel is a word I can't explain
At least not in words that are plain
Make it easy to express
But I'll try to do my best
To hit you where it
in fear
Where will I get my ideas
With all those crazy people gone
Will I slowly slip away
Still there's no more Billy Name
And Ondine is not
where will I get my ideas
With all those crazy people gone, will I slowly slip away
Still there's no more Billy Name, and Ondine is not the same
Niggas bugging out, asking when we coming out
Samps is running out, need new shit to talk about
How you doing (where you been) in the biz
Sitting
premiere
From New Jerz straight talk, america's best
Co' Island Staten Island is where I'm at
Y'all amateurs act like hoes affendin us
We're special eders
Funk Doc M.E.TH on da world premiere
From New Jerz straight talk, america's best
Co' Island Staten Island is where I'm at
why'all amateurs act like
This is where it starts
Standing on the roof up here
Saying goodbye to darkness
Now I can see the big idea
Cities East and West
You won't miss me
This is where it starts
Standing on the roof up here
Saying goodbye to darkness
Now I can see the big idea
Cities East and West
You won't miss
times slippin' by
Yeah I tell ya
I don't even know where last month went
Well I can't make no money baby
Well 'cause my money's already spent
Lightin' spliffs up to stay high like 24 hours
Sleep with my heat, wash with my gun in the shower
My tongue is power, it thrills women, kills demons
Long
a scene
That will be just like a dream
Cash is gonna flow down by the old mainstream
Someday soon
You don't know me, but I know you (you don't know
me as I am.
The way I look is just a country girl's idea of glam.
I'm just a backwoods Barbie in a push-up bra and heels.
I might look artificial,
Sleigh bells ring
Are you listening
In the lane
Snow is glistening
A beautiful sight
We're happy tonight
Walking in a winter wonderland
Gone
Bronson
When bustaz roll through, can't f*** with my bold crew
We will hold you captive and bust
Cause gangbangin is the active, activity
Where I be
Drive-by 207 and 11-24
I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest
Bust his mothafuckin' head, got his mothafuckin' neck
Plus 11-99 in his mothafuckin' chest
I have no sense of Time
(Ever since that dream everything in my life have been revolving around you
I have no idea what to do anymore
Which is
I'm drunk off the liquor
Smokin' funk by the boxes, packin' Glocks is
Natural to eat you niggas like chocolates
The funk baby
(I live for
through, can't fuck with my bold crew
We will hold you captive and bust
Cause gangbangin is the active, activity
Where I be livin B, there ain't no
What I want everybody to do right now
Is blow your motherfuckin horns
Louder, louder!
Yo, if you want that shit (that shit)
That hardcore rough
I'm drunk off the liquor
Smokin' funk by the boxes, packin' Glocks is
Natural to eat you niggas like chocolates
The funk baby
(I live for
Sleigh bells ring
Are you listening
In the lane
Snow is glistening
A beautiful sight
We're happy tonight
Walking in a winter wonderland
Gone
on (come on)
I'm talking to you, come on the Working Hour
This is the working hour
We are paid by those who
Learn by our mistakes
This is the working hour
The other times buck wild
But the science is always there
I'd be a true sucker
If I acted like I didn't care
I rap for brothers just like myself
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