Lyrics:
don't care
When he takes me in his arms
The world is bright, all right
What's the difference if I say
I'll go away, When I know
I'll come back
don't care
When he takes me in his arms
The world is bright, all right
What's the difference if I say
I'll go away, When I know
I'll come back
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
Look
Brand new whip, I race it, huh
Bad bitch with me, no basic, huh
Still keep chops, got cases, huh
I
All the bazaar men by the Nile
They got the money on a bet
Gold crocodiles (oh whey oh)
They snap their teeth on your cigarette
Foreign types with
Mr. Mixx:
Ghetto Style Dee-Jays!
{Don't touch that stereo!}
{Ghetto} {Bass}
Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice
What's up, party people, we're back again
your arms and legs
Lie in a lifeless pose
Cause you’re missing part of your head
I often thought if I
Could travel through time, what I would do
Often I
or
Un-corrupt police at least "Come on Will
You gotta tell me!" I grabbed and
Shook him by the arm
The L train was leaving Bedford with 10
000 white
eyed, side by side
We faced the future holding hands
Years fly, they hurry by, the simple times are gone
Bills due, a kid or two, a week can feel eight
he was blinded by the ice
That's when Rae ran out of the back
Towel on, soap on his arms, spit duke around, fell on my lap
Yo, what the fuck
unsettled cause it seem I'm here to stay
And now the crowns and arms reach away
I seen the devil and his intention of fucking up the plan
Told that boy from
that were foretold, by the forefathers
The end of the world saga, streets flooded with lava
Mommas and papas, toddlers, hip-hoppers, and rastas
Rock
water
A message to my wife, I gotta say I love you
And thank you for makin shit better in my life
A message to my moms, don't worry about your kids
Cause
in?
Rally back, twist a half a man arm off
Late night, nearly happy standoff
How boldly blinded by bobby crossthievin van diva
Lever 2000 mic talk
little fuckin` disease.
I got HU tatted on the front of my arms,
The boulevard, brass knuckles in the back of the car,
Cuz we drunk drive Cadillac`s, we
I got a voice in my heart
For some it’s not much, but for me it’s my start
And I will, dream it out loud
We from a city by the sea called L.A.
that he who has been successful
Should look out of for his fellow man, his brother
I feel that's my role, that's my job
I know when I was a kid
You
a Bible, I used to read the Gospel
Until I got betrayed by one of my twelve disciples
Which one, look through the crowd son
You could spot the traitor wit
a cloak with a hood on his head
Her arms and legs were tied
For a sacred sacrifice
And she died by the blade in his hand
She told me that is why
She
What's the matter with the kid's today
Is there something wrong
With what they're saying?
No one wants to listen does anyone have time
wish it could be Christmas everyday
Oh, when the kids start singing and the band begins to play
Oh, I wish it could be Christmas everyday
Let
around
Next time you kids run
Through my yard
Go around
My confounded partner says
Meow meow meow beep beep
All they cloaks hang side by each
In they
imitation (Like uh)
OK, lemme talk my shit, no hype shit but the money came by quick
Not thy kid, you can catch a shot lil bitch, they on my dick cause I got
a Christmas dream
Icicles so long they'll last till Spring
Carolers off in the distance sing
With my sweetheart by my side
Kids all a-giggle in Papa's arms
How can I show you the hell that I go through
When I'm alone, trapped in the dark, all by myself
Cause only I know, the places where I go
When I'm
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