Lyrics:
black shoes with the ballads in the car
With a lump in the throat she won't understand
Twos on a cigarette and a talk blah blah
Bloody hell die oh bah
Because we'll never be
Told by the old school
Sold the old rules
Tho' we're no fools
Downbeats down to earth
You down with me?
Clowning round
phone
I?m taking your portrait, your portrait, (owwee) your portrait off my phone
Listen hear
Verse 2:
I would never beg you to take me back
You
ticking in the timeline
Ticking in the
Blaze the son, was a gangsta work
He live by the gun, and died over trying to sell one
To a baby G, from a set
and territory issues
By any means necessary, so in your chest I bury two buck shots
so who got six niggaz next to carry
off these wanna be's, niggas they
I bet you're wonderin' how I knew
'Bout your plans to make me blue
With some other guy you knew before
Between the two of us guys
You know I
thing I love is my
On the highway, do it my way
Wind in my hair and my troubles gone sideways
No escape clause in my life
Break through invisible
A farmer lived in the North Country,
Hey ho, bonny-o,
He had daughters one, two, three.
One was as bright as is the sun,
And coal black grew another
A simple scent of summer stole my heart for the last dance
The smell of two-stroke petrol from a motorbike we used to have
Those playing fields
as I squinted to see dots in the distance come true. And the children grew as they came closer to me. He passed right by where I was standing
just as bad as you want to fuck
I want to fuck too
(repeat)
(verse 1 rapped by Mac)
Now you ain't gotta say much
Cause i was peepin' you
I don't believe in fame, I believe in music.
I don't believe in money, I believe in the power of love.
I know I got a brain and I know how to use
a lamb
And when we make love I'll picture titty humping
which looks like a Venn Diagram
Ewww, this isn't dope I feel like I'm pissing Scope
Lamby's
I bet you're wonderin' how I knew
'Bout your plans to make me blue
With some other guy you knew before
Between the two of us guys
You know I
condoms
Now we kicking it a little fun
In the backseat of mamma's cuddle up
CHORUS
[Verse 2]
Go Hola
You can go head trick or
Often I go to get my sicker
Ain't no reason for the games these hoes play
[Verse 2]
Now, I done seen these hoes come in all shapes and sizes
Fake to wise, ho don't mistake
Long after midnight, on a night like this
I'd sit by my black-light and dream of your kiss
Pulsating music filled my room and my head
And I
Long after midnight, on a night like this
I'd sit by my black light and dream of your kiss
Pulsating music filled my room and my head
And I
see
If I feel he's gonna do some harm to me
Protectin' me, by any means necessary
In New Orleans, niggas killin' for less than a G
That's why it be,
We're in love, let's be together
Happy times or heavy weather
Mother says, "today's a special day"
So let's not fight, ok...yeah
When you were
for you cause you're walking the same fine line
We agree the grass is always greener
And freedom is a coin with two sides
Head tells you love beats
Da poetry
By now you should know it's me
The brother of word
Giving thanks and praises
To so many names and faces
In different places
From '84 to '99
say it's not
Big enough and throw it away? will the honeymoon at Gilman Street and
Watch a zillion crummy bands? will pots and pans be flying in two
I bet you're wonderin' how I knew
'Bout your plans to make me blue
With some other guy you knew before
Between the two of us guys
You know I
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