Lyrics:
Brief my safety guide before I take you on this ride
Straight into the center
You enter my dimension
The question is protection
Selected in my session
used to come from eyes on the stove
This for all my foes
never sell yo soul
Cuz I heard it all before
From riches to gold
Same sad song getting old
jackson
Song about a boy with a really nice bike
This single life, it sure is fun
We'll snort some cocaine in the bathroom by the condom dispenser
left my head to turn and look back
Every second page is anthem
Perfected writ mood
In the perfect world I set the perfect mood
And in perverted abodes, I
Yo!
Phone's ringin', where's the action, time to get on blaze
Half-next I got your message I'm about to go page
Grand Central, time to blow some
her face and holds her in his stare
I'm walking by as witness to this silken virgin air
Then I leave because the rest is only theirs
Ye this song is
Because, illeterate fools, you must understand
Although my status is be -boy, I'm stronger than He-Man
That's how I make it, I never fake it
God gave me this
are so many words in this song
That let me know that I'm wrong
You never really were gone
My writing changes those thoughts
Do you understand what I
counted on
It's our day, this is our song
(do you know what's waiting there for you)
Nothing holds me here
(if nothing's left there to go back to)
emotions in this heart of mine
Lord give me strength cause it's all a lie
Please listen to this song of mine, look
Gotta find peace of mind, my father gave
father died cause of shit that was so wrong
Depression killed my mums ma
Oppression stole my grandpas guard
So to them I dedicate this song
July 13th 1990
The books that you gave me, they had no pages
No picture book stories to put inside my song
And the heroes you made me, they had no faces
No chisel
[Intro: Killah Priest (Method Man)]
Uh... musical clever
You know what time it is (Ooh-ahh, Meth Tical)
Yeah... what... (Hey, did you turn my mic
an attack on
You? Is it control? Why do you
Need to have control over my
Life? because we’re not together?
Then why? Is
This being rewarded and praised by
offended by this, but that's the market y'all missed
That's the target I'll hit
And that's the heart of my pitch
I wanna do this whole thing different
What
or play no roles
Instead a wrote a song, and this how it goes
My nigga I’m throwed
Throwed
Throwed
Throwed
Throwed
Throwed
Throwed
Throwed
Throwed
My
on
It's our day, this is our song
(Do you know what's waiting there for you?)
Nothing holds me here
(If nothing's left there to go back to)
Believe me
by.
Y+W: And in the swamp it picks up germs
From bacteria and worms
And if you drink it you'll get really sick and die.
Dot: Hey, this is my song
fly, I said goodbye, ooh, I could fly
I said goodbye at Danceland, yeah
I made my last stand, last night at Danceland, yeah
This is what I did
got them go fuck it up
now I be spazzing and all of this shit is so strange
But I be on the same page
I wasn’t like that today
Now they read what I say
satanic mills
At school they told us stories of this land of hope and glory
Now the silver's all been sold off by this band of hapless Tories
How is it
to see you fall down like The London Bridge
Same song sung by a bunch of kids, can I live?
Tabloids watching which crib
Competition and the bitches got
mine to project
I haven't slept this well in a long time
Every raindrop is a word to a song line
All the bad shit flows to the gutter and the Earth is
while my mark gets made keep testing me
Can I skip ahead a page? I can't wait to see this play play out
Please angel on my arm
How you feeling? I've been
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