Lyrics:
dogg, I put the house on that
Chorus:
What you want to do?
Go to war man?
Well, talk is cheap, and the game done changed
Fights, only midnight gun blaze
your weapon or you step with your crew
M-mad doggin', red-eyein', it's all the same
Chumps might as well ask what set I claim (where you from?)
the halo of a street lamp,
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched
leaves by candle-light
On a fat red velvet sofa, I wanna be with you all night
I wanna tickle your feet, with a peacock plume
And she says "Can you talk
the halo of an E Street lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
the halo of a street lamp,
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched
mess with suckers
Sleep all day, and grind all night
Living in the fast lane, the game's nothing polite
So I'm laced up tight, cause I ain't into
still get in heat.
You can't wag your ears or flap your tail,
But I still see you wandering down by the wishing well.
When the ground was young
the halo of a street lamp,
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched
days, I bite, the bread
Then I sip on the tea
Okay, okay I heard niggas yell on beats
You lil boys you might as well go back to sucking lollipops
Don't,
at me that I can't even start or begin
To tell someone I don't judge them by the color of their skin
Cuz before the words get out of my mouth, he's like
hear me out, it's like I gotta scream and shout huh
Everybody saying Klassic you changed
Yeah
Well maybe I did
Maybe when I flew in, it got me sippin'
to my wife instead of late nights
Always been an open book, straight up like 6 o'clock
When the crowd stops coming, time for the mic to drop
I remember
lets got out tonight, tonight
Freedom comes to me in thoughts and dreams
Better life then my reality
Without my choice, threw family by divine,
Well
"oh damn"
Think she need the TLC
Starting with the L
And the rest - we'll see
Full swag - in my walk, do my thing, No brag - forget talk when I sing
I
or some kind of spiritual animal.
[You said car!] Well by car, I meant spiritual being.
[Like a dominant being] like a dominant being. [Dominant being.]
Yea
Well alright
Let me talk my shit real quick
Look
From a little yute mama say you haffi watch where you trad with love
Aye
The crows
of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound
mind and next time we'll see who's on it
Even my boys think I'm mashing with p's so I'm not
even shocked by the war on the streets
And they think that
A lonely night a guitar
and the sky
if you knew I was here
do you think you would stop by
I long for the days when I knew
what to do with my time.
the coast, yea
She loves she loves - shopping for clothes
Out all night, well here you go
Body language, I've been a pro
Shot you piece by piece
That's that
[Dirty Money]
So hard to breathe this air that we call love,
aint nothing worse than the hurt we receive from love,
when you get hurt by the one you
attest
But we concede the fact his masters bend the rules is not
a player's fault --
We'll overlook their crude political assault
and under protest will
I've heard all the talk
yeah this road's no good for you
a line of bleeding hearts behind her throne
and she flaunts them like she's claimed them
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