Lyrics:
return
When you've squandered all you've earned
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven day weekend. (x2)
This is all I'm thinking about as the days
they unimportant
Call my dawg, he say it's all the way retarded
Keep the oil 'cause I am not using the Foreman
Kitchen, I just finished up a new
The speck that's in our eye, it could be, a 2x4
c dragnet cast to the sea, drug ashore,
cnd the wicked are no more
I wish you would, return to me
Should've been dead by the 10th of January
But I've been alive ever since
Shouldn't never bothered makin' it to February
Somehow I'm holdin' on ever
than Luifar himself
Corrupted by wealth all beautifully crafted
For him in the finest gold
All given to him on the day he was first created(Cause he was
*rain and thunder*
[chorus x2: sauldin]
Now I lay me down to sleep
I, I pray the lord that my soul he keeps
If I should die, before I awake
I,
listen
To what we say because this type of shit happens every day
I woke up around ten o'clock in the mornin'
Gave myself a (stretch up), a mornin' yawn
peace, deep
Back to these niggaz in the seven-deuce
A mac-10 out the window bout to let it loose, what could I do?
Run for cover and return fire
Die
gots to go down
4 mics on stage a motherfuckin' 4 pound"
--> P of Mobb Deep: Hell On Earth
Last man standing (2X)
PMD:
Yeah, yo snap
Okay, I was just FUCKIN' wonderin!
Hold your FUCKIN' horses, eh? I didn't ask you for alladat!
(I checked the tires and oil, nevermind them. How much
shall return to dust
Sanctified (sanctified)
By the fire (by the fire)
I was there (there, there)
With Elijah
Formed in the mind
All the time
The Baby
no Power
And no one knows He's return He can come any day, any hour
What you know about Proverbs 18:10
My Lord is a Strong Tower (Tower)
Everything I
Mary Jane Watson a spider fan?
To get himself a car by winning five grand?
Where Peter Parker wanted to become a Peter Driver
So he signed up to win
to follow paths that ain’t even clear
Column locked up can’t even steer
Nothing but triple beams here
Friends doing time by the threes yeah
Scholars turned
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
ain't never smoked nothin'
If you tryna stick around I might just show somethin'
Smoking "Black Afghan"
Hash oil in the joint that's some "Mac 10"
One
of a slave got tormented instead
Bloody tainted brush strokes getting chased down by folks
All for love
And i promise that you will be dead
Stung to death by
church is for the sick Then why the hospitals
Is this logical thinking
Disturbed by the perks pill popping the drinking
Plant your feet down 10 toes Kin
,
Forget my name,
cnd walk on by,
Light up the flame,
Burn the bridge and let it die,
Been here before,
Ten times or more,
You never walk out the door,
close my eyes lay by your side
Lately
I've been feeling so high
I think I'm losing my mind
I've been wasting my time
I know I gotta get it now
It's gonna
Just one dollar below 10K, that's the amount I'm flying with
One more buck and the law comes out and they all want to know about why I'm rich
I'm
will return
The present remains the past is just burned.
And there's only twenty-five days, six hours, and ten minutes
And this'll all be five thousand
schools
Dyin to get busy, because I knew I had the tools
Then I got the heart and went by the set
I said, "Yo, I wanna rock the set" "Yeah no sweat"
Kickin
your return
And oh, how I hurt
'Cause I (oh, I) oh, I (oh, I)
(Miss you) I miss you, baby
(Miss you)
(Miss you, miss you)
Oh, Lord (miss you)
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