Lyrics:
I know I don't wanna see your face
At least not now
Lonely walking
Down your street
Right to your door
I knocked two, three, or four times
In silence
phone) , you can't get me
No ping ping, nobody don't text me
(That's right)
JKidd soon cruise in the X3 (Vroom)
I call Dutch if a don try vex me (Grrah)
again
I'm on the E13
With a couple of shots to lick
See feds put the belt buckle across me, quick
Two man up but don't tense
I came out in 2-3, I've been
Fin at the door
Posted up with Graveem1nd
We hop in the truck
We gon' have to shoot you down
Glocky going up if you look me in my eyes
I don't really
mallet
Tongue down your spinal cords, xylophone
Pick up your phone the party's finished
And I want you to know
The way you want me from
The way I want you
Feeling trapped by my music, verbally abusive to those that I love
Ready to explode like Alka-Seltzer straight down the throat of a dove
Hear the irony,
was down together they got up and left when they got right
Love, shoulda never loved, shoulda never loved
Trust, shoulda never trust, shoulda never
wonder what these beats and rhymes have done for my mental health
When will these doors open up?
When will these walls break down?
How much time has it
that bass down drop (drop-drop)
Face down (slop top)
Ridin' in a drop-top, at your door knock-knock
Yeah, we chase pounds, guap, guap
Countin' a lot
(Popped)
We blow out ya top
Make the bitches drop
(Drop it like its hot)
Heavy hitters with the macaroni
Pulling sabers out obi Wan Kenobi
I be at your door
stress count those sheep
Three years
A deep frustration
Deterioration from cancer and radiation
Thought you looked weak in front of your creations
But my
[ lyrics taken from CD booklet ]
Heeeeey
What's happenin, y'all?
This is Tyrone Chillinfoot down with the funky Tung Twista, baby
[number] inches
the cousin of safe zones- huh
What happened? expected illmatic?
I'm not about biting tones and flows to pay for a home
With no walls, water shit down as if we
start thinking of me,
Just put this shit on right here, go ahead and count to three
Remember; I hit it like that
I did it like that
I caught you by
forgetting shit
And to all y'all that switched, suck my dick (let's go)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, suck my dick
What? What?
You talking down
People there, people there, people there, people there
went down memory lane, rained in the pain of cocaine
Rained in the hurt and regret, they all
sector, you can rest assured
That I'ma be the first to make it out those sliding doors
Down the stairs and exit the station
Posted up at some traffic
fell
That's when I woke with a fright
From that terrible dream
And you were there by my side like you've always been
I wondered what it meant and I
homing in
They fly through my doors,
And they crawl out on all fours
Welcome, Monsieur, sit yourself down
And meet the best innkeeper in town
As for
the reality of our hatred, give the earth nothing.
Melting, goats dead on the green, dying lambs bleating by the wire... three last days on the earth, I lay
A child of three
Reaches out to touch
And only sees
Pretty powder puffs
Down the road
A black child plays
But the dreams he holds lie
A cotton
and chased four mice
Caught by their tails they turned to ice
A cloud appeared outside my door
And through the window saw four more
And on the back
nothing
Melting, goats dead on the green, dying lambs bleating by the wire
Three last days on the earth, I lay down to die in the grass
Lived a lady by the north sea shore
Lay the band tae the bonny broom
Two daughters wear the beirn she bore
Fa la la la la la la
One she was bright
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