Lyrics:
When the two sevens clash
Wat a liiv an bambaie
When the two sevens clash
Look up a cotton tree out by Ferry police station
How beautiful it used to be
muthafucking Krusaders
You don't play me, I play you
My Debut feeling like Jesus
Power Numbers like Babe Ruth
I'm Ninja Turtle in They Foot
I'm 2Pac taking they
Two pale figures
Ache in silence
Timeless
In the quiet ground
Side by side
In age and sadness
I watched
And acted wordlessly
As piece
many bullshit records out
Niggas fiendin for what we put out
But you don't have to wait no longer
Because the new album is out and the shit is much
Summer time roof off
Drivin' round with my shoes off
She's singing along with that Snoop Dogg
And that 2Pac
And that's too hot
All eyes on you can't
The world by the balls, eatin' out my palm
Every album song I was spazzin'
The fuck out on
And now I'm gettin' frowned and clowned on
But the only one who's
throw all our toys away
So that our love can grow
Day by day
We're two people trying to leave
What belongs to some far-off past
Ready to find
there
[Chorus]
Day by day, day by day
Day by day, day by day
Oh dear Lord, three things I pray [one, two, three]
To see thee more clearly [day by
through traffic with 2Pac blastin'
With a bitch that's irritatin' from all these questions she askin'
Like what bitches I fucked, when, how and where
You
Mmh uh
Ain't yellin' cut when it's shootin' time
Sign up, it's recruitin' time
Big wigs with a suit and tie
And them big things got two inside
Children, go where I send thee
How shall I send thee?
I'm gonna send thee two by two
Two for Paul and Silas
One for the little bitty baby
England swings like a pendulum do,
Bobbies on bicycles, two by two,
Westminster Abbey the tower of Big Ben,
The rosy red cheeks of the little
done told you niggas
Nine albums, stop fucking with me
I done told you niggas
The 9 on me, stop fucking with me
You niggas must got nine lives
9th
(take money)
Verse One: 2Pac
First off, touch your chick and the clique you claim
Westside when we ride, come equipped with game
You claim to be
Sittin' on the front porch on a summer afternoon
In a straight-back chair on two legs, leaned against the wall
Watch the kids a-playin' with June
the Chevy scrape
4th album, no 5 mics? Then let 'em hate
But I'm not stopping 'til I'm the fucking king in every state
Recognize my life
Ridicule my fight
Kenny Parker on the
mix!
[Special K]
Yes yes I'm Special K
On New York's Two show on WBDP
This is the brand new one by KRS-One
Flies in the buttermilk, two by two...
Files in the sugar bowl, shoo, shoo, shoo...
Chorus
Little red wagon painted blue...
Going to Texas, two by
you to the chocolate factory
This album was designed to make you feel good
For those of you who wanna feel good
Follow me
Yeah
Now I know
to be humble
When I do the breaststroke through an underground tunnel
And come up on the other side in a Jacuzzi
Being greeted by two naked models with
He's gone two thousand miles
Is very far
The snow is falling down
Gets colder day by day
I miss you
The children were singing
He'll be back
possum with me
Mr. sandman came by
And then there were three
Moonbeams play peek-a-boo
Three away became two
And my song was almost done
When the land
correct
Anyway, one, two, three, go!
Coming this March
A new album by 2190
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He's gone two thousand miles
Is very far
The snow is falling down
Gets colder day by day
I miss you
The children were singing
He'll be back
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