Lyrics:
rock her hips to the bass, then she take a sip
When she wave
And wanna get wit' Lil' Jay
After she dance on dat pole
I pull my can so quick and fast
When
Words & Music by Paul Brandt & Steve Rosen
I love the Country
I ain't never gonna change
Like to get my hands dirty
Like to do it my own way
Sometimes I think about silly things
It's easy to do if you have the time
It often happens when I'm falling off to sleep
After a second glass
a game in my vein
[Verse 1: Mac]
Murda murda I wrote it in braile
Uncut, lyrical dope, certified by my scale
The homicide rapper, there'll never be
And You're the fountain everyone's after
The promise of love and forever
Time slips away, but You're holding me
So it's alright
There's nothing more sure
stick like a motherfuckin fern
Bitch I make ten times what you earn
And for all you bitches concerned
A 211, a 187 goin be confirmed
and put it right by my cereal
Hip hop that's my shit and I'mma take the time to put it out
I'm indecisive, but I'm packing bowls when in doubt
I could
electric boogaloo dude it was cool
We'd bust out the cardboard in the backstreet by the drugstore just me and you
After school
You said I did the worm
legendary alliance
9th wonder of the world right after the giant
East Oakland California is where we conquer
The formula to leave compititions silent
See
Whatever happened to all those summer nights
Staring up at an endless starry sky
Chasing after the fireflies
I remember when
Life was simple
(like I thought)
I'm leavin' give me the keys, keep everything that I bought (thing that bought)
Why you standin' by the door? (Uh-uh)
I'm happy I
Pleased to meet you, mister
You said softly after he caught your eye
You took a sip, the corners of your lips
Turned up upon his reply
And sometime
the walls decay
Clear water will forever run red
I release a final breath
Held afloat by the tide
No reason to the rhyme
I'm letting go this time
Everything
of help
You're wasting my time, and my left nut is still itching, you son of a bitch
Another block beater for you musty cock eaters
Ashy ankle niggas
But after all this time, these feelings
They're not gone.
I could drive all night to be there
cuz I don't think that I could stand
One more night
Stay home
Stay away Stay home
After last night I won't drink again
All this mess I get myself in
Next time I'll be faithful friend
My money gets
name whisper of my name
Did you call my name
Say baby did you call my name did you call me
Nearly twenty minutes after babe
I'm beginning to imagine
than that for you to shake my tree
Aint gonna fight fair wont play by your rules
Got no time to be tolerating fools
So make your threats puff out your
I give my heart to you
You know that I'll ride for you
And give all I got to keep you safe
And it's all by design
Keep me under your surveillance
Say
ruptured in surreal
When the you has been brushed out
After Xeroxing your soul
Rampantly growing ambush
Waiting for you to fall
Like a dying disease waiting
ground, far too long
I got stuck saying no,
Let no sentiments grow
Where new renditions of the past go
When after all That time is gone
Hope I'll just
to 'em)
Always confident in my shit, I was certain I'd pop (I know)
Even after I got my deal, nigga, the work didn't stop (yeah)
See, now I swerve in
Separated in the silken crowd, the loneliness of windows all around.
Moving by degree through time. Staring at the edges of their lives.
But all
today
And it felt so mad
I did absolutely nothing today
It was the best day that I ever had
Years passing by like summer days
And death after all is what
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