Lyrics:
My soul can't rest today
I can't bring myself to pray
I get down on my knees
Cause you will always be six feet under me
[Verse One]
Frank, I'm sorry
the sexy singers that I wanna sex
I'd probably go to jail
For fuckin Patti Labelle
Ooh Regina Belle, she'd probably do me swell
Jasmine Guy was fly
coming in live
Some of you niggas had me
Knock shit down for nine-five
I told you last year that I
Burned you in a flame now this year
I'm wreckin average
Every day real
Every day frank
every day yourself
every day (x2)
It wasn't easy for me every day as a teacher
Because I was different from
am a little dazed tonight
A little more dazed than usual my friend
And road manager George Gruel presented
Me with an album about three days ago
Called
with my counter-parts
On how to burn the block apart, break it down into sections (oh, yeah)
Drugs by the selections
Some use pipes (oh, yeah), others
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*written by Bob Geldof
*taken from the album entitled "A Tonic For The Troops"
the booth and let me tell y'all the truth
We kick down doors
Save all the h20 for front rows
Live in the bank and watch what stank hoes
Stay chromed out
peak? Uh
All I wanted was to sell like five hundred
And be a ghetto superstar since my first album Blunted
I used to work at Foot Locker, they fired me
moonlight Sonata
Giovanni in Opera slash Frank Sinatra
I can take the pain out your eyes
Like eye doctors
You can fall back with no hands
Cause I got ya
Tell
This song appears on three albums, and was first released on the flower that shattered the stone album, and has also been released on the stonehaven
stayin' two toes down I'm on the grind.
I'm on the grind all night until the sun come up,
Countin' cash up in the cut tryin' to make me a buck,
I'm
1 yeah
This album is dedicated to all the teachers
That told me I'd never amount to nothin'
To all the people that lived above
The buildings that I
water
Built me a house and it's right by water
I'm the Trap God and I walk on water
need someone to go to
Someone that holds you
Someone to be by yo side
Baby if ever you need someone to talk to
Someone to hold you
Someone to be down
Down with BDP, endlessly recitin' poetry
Any time I'm in the street, you hear my voice, you know it's me
KR...nope! I'm not ready to say my name
What you gon’ do when your grandma start to cough?
Yeah
What you know about that thing called Martial Law?
Watch
Let’s get Frank like Sinatra
Hit
Be kind to your mind and live drug free
You ain't gonna catch me smoking on that green
You ain't gonna catch me sipping on that lean
Cause for my
sipping singing Frank Sinatra
Go cop a Mazda she say my dick an anaconda yea
Don't play me like that Don't play me like that
Don't play me like that no
right now
Feeling so Sublime, Santeria vibes now
Never losing sight, see you in my mind now
You can fly me to the moon like Frank Sinatra said in 1969
test?
And the winner is, not that thinner kid
Bandanas, tattoos, my fist never bruise
Land still cruise, Frank White paid his dues
Ask who's the raw, bet
with my counter-parts
On how to burn the block apart, break it down into sections (oh, yeah)
Drugs by the selections
Some use pipes (oh, yeah), others
and they all hate
Frank Sinatra on this shit I did it my way
Bank
Is Ben Frank
Call me Mr Benjamin
I go by Mr Get The Pot Right
I Been Whippin Up
I been Cooking All night
Put them bitches in a pot
I only like em if
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