Lyrics:
at the Weiner Schnitzel, got socked in the jaw
By some sixties, I bombed back, the nigga pulled
Out a strap, said it's 6-0, I ducked, then he missed me
Now I'm
stockings on 'cause it might get cold
Oh, everything dies, baby, that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies some day comes back
Put your makeup on, fix
Let's do this soon again, ten years, is that what it's been?
Can't believe how time flies by
Leaving you makes me wanna cry
These bruises make for
This time around I'll never get bit
Though you really wanna fix me
This time around you're making me sick
Though you really wanna get me
It's hell up in Harlem, my main man just caught a bad one
Wetted by a magnum when he didn't have none
That goes to show you that even when you
on
I'm about to wax off all you hoe
But undertake a bitch
Transformin' on all you hoe
Pretty tough, hot, have you
Bitches can't see me, no
Hated by many
to keep you all occupied
Learn to swim, learn to swim, learn to swim
'Cause mom's gonna fix it all soon
Mom's coming 'round to put it back the way it
a room at the Roosevelt
I can make it slide by the poolside
And we gon' make it right, uh
From Sunset down to Northside drive, yeah
And I still shoot my
I can't fix
Is a broken heart
I can't find the parts.
I am the fix-it man
I climb up on the roof
I drive out all the critters
Bring the tails back
they just watch and laugh
While poverty we can’t pay the costs
If you must better stick with brexxit
It’s painful truth but there’s a exit
To just fix
nincompoop (what?)
What's wrong wit you? You can't compute (Yes sure I can compute)
Don't fix your lips to tell me you can
Standing on the poley playing
The doors lift from the floor and the tops come off
By any means necessary, whatever the cost
Even if it means lives is lost
And I can't explain why I just
stockings on 'cause it might get cold
Oh, everything dies, baby, that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies some day comes back
Put your makeup on, fix
The doors lift from the floor and the tops come off
By any means necessary, whatever the cost
Even if it means lives is lost
And I can't explain why I just
the night, check it
By then I just sat at the back
Peeping you out, the way you act
Getting out of line
And I make you get back in your place
All
under my pillow
You walk by my window, I see your silhou-ette
Candle light is what I desire
But all I get to do is fix your flat tyre
When you ring my
comes back
Put your makeup on, fix your hair up pretty
And meet me tonight in Atlantic City
Ooh, ooh
Ooh
Now I got a job and tried to put my money
Saw you leaving thru the back
In your bulletproof vest
I didnt mean to say i love you
But its hard to hold it back
Yeah you living thru the back
I
like you wanna proposal and lock that
Kill a nigga for the scrilla man I'm not above that
[Memphis Bleek]
Hooo! hold on Young, let me get it back
times before
Took me back, I did it more
I was convinced, you was gettin' even and gettin' hit
By another nigga, yeah, I was sick
I'm a player but I
It's on 'til the break of dawn
And we're starting this party from dusk
Okay, let's go
Back with André the Giant, Mr. Elephant Tusk
Fix your musk,
business
And then I say what is this
Illusion I can't fix it
You name it, hey
The story stays the same
Any trouble you can name
Just goes straight
on the promenade and
The gamblin' commission's hangin' on by the skin of its teeth
[Chorus]
Everything dies baby that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies
him flack
And it's sad but true the sounds that don't come back
And I can see him tap producer fix his lines
And that makes me feel like a rat
I
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