Lyrics:
Trust
Not an easy thing, you say
Never thought the game of love
This way you'd play
By the things you do
Never thought these things
I would go
don't stop, we on the ghetto prize on the top
You know we come back and do the hop
Shorties in the place, all the shorty rocks, do the hop
You gotta
to do is trust me
All you gotta know is everywhere I go
Everything I do, I do it just for you
So trust me, trust me
'Cause I need you more
Then I've
Blues
Before there was Cab Calloway
Before the whips the ships
And all the tragedy
Before we were stripped of Knowledge
Of our cultural anatomy
You could
the world grooving, grooving
Uh uh uh, alright, uh huh
Now if you want to step
You gotta play it by the rules
You gotta do what I do
When I do, what I
know you're fiendin to win
You need to start from the beginnin, get a paper and pen
What'chu like to do, what's your favorite thing?
There's gotta be
But passin' some tree
Light that to some heat
I got places to go, people to see, things I should do
Somewhere I could be but that's some good weed
that swing down low
Well my heart's in The Highlands, only place left to go
I'm in Boston town in some restaurant
I got no idea what I want
Or maybe I
do what I do
When I do, what I do
If you want to step
You gotta play it by the rules
You gotta do what I do
When I do, what I do
Now
Step
don't stop, we on the ghetto prize on the top
You know we come back and do the hop
Shorties in the place, all the shorty rocks, do the hop
You gotta
on repeat
I hate Coldplay
Hardest part of moving on
Is really letting go (taxis outside)
I know you gotta find someone but I don't wanna know
Sinatra, Cab Calloway, Penny Hardaway
Plenty more knowledge
Darts
Slump Da Da
If i'm in the building then i'm probably where the roof is
Slump Day Day
If
Do you feel safe
Cause you know
I’m every place that you go
I drink until my hands shake
So many people in this town
Someones bound to hear
It's two things to judge you, your body and your sin
Gotta claim it just like these so-called conservatives
Finally get to arrest some homosexuals then
to roll (roll)
Girl I gotta place where we can go (go)
Oh, look at what you started
Let me hit this last sip of Patron
Then it's on, oh (oh), oh (oh),
'cause no one would try
Dontcha follow me now
Everybody's got to find his own place in the sun,
Everyone
So shine on me now
I'd rather live by a dream
uh
Where the party at?
Do the damn thing
Getcha gravy on
Cause I be gettin it down
And your crazy on
Go on and on an on till the break of dawn
I give
The start of your day, keeps passing you by,
Oh you wanna fun place to escape,
It's your life, you gotta do whatever it takes, yeah
Take some time, to,
done them wrong
Think it's time that I go grab a glass of Merlo
Until someone comes along
They say time takes away the pain and
All you gotta do is just
backhand is horse
Simple slim, man I'm large
Mashing so big like a fo' by fo'
Show my do', and if not it's hoe by go
Ain't a hoe after I can slow my flow
by this
But I think ya ass fine as shit
And that's straight up real talk, all bullshit aside
She replied, "I, like to do the wild thing"
Actions
Plan
It Takes A Sucker's Man to Try To Jump My Hand
And The Things I Do and What I Say
Affect Alot Of People In The Strangest Way
Makes Them Clap Their
of unseen
The power past the comprehension that controls all things
The battle fought by good and evil is a real contest
It is the outcome of the struggle
life's answer when 84
It's a game but you don't gotta play to score
Just thing after thing, ain't gotta say it's a chore
And make it boring, but just do
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