Lyrics:
she's mine
2 Live Crew, put the pussy in my palm
She put on a nigga and make a grown man cry
Feeling bullshit, I dont pay you no mind
But whats your sign?
And there we were
The two young titans at odds with our world
Surrounded by things
Useless shit we could live without
We were an island
recognize the fact
One has little time to meditate
And even less to act
If you stagnate and semi-slumber
You shall never make your mark
No slacker has
Smith jeans, I can't live without 'em
And the only thing I want from you
Is for you to keep doing that shit you do
[Chorus: x2]
rating). Our criminal institutions are full of little creeps like you who do wrong things...
and many of them were driven to these crimes by a horrible
the only way we get down
I down-down a brother
We ain't cut from the same cloth, you Downy soft
Bullets separate your body, compound a buster
I'ma
All my people from the front to the back nod
Back nod now, who thinks their arms are
Long enough to slap box, slap box?
Let me show you maintaining this
inside
A little every time
I think about you and wonder if you are awake
And I'm learning to live without
The heartache it gives me
Nothing I wouldn’t do
the only way we get down
I down-down a brother
We ain't cut from the same cloth, you Downy soft
Bullets separate your body, compound a buster
I'ma
have the face of an angel
And let the devil inside of you take control
We tired of hearing these little voices crying out from far away saying
Mama why
from here
When every sense is in mono
Walk by faith, you appear
I want to live in stereo
I can't get there from here
Without a G\od-directed go
give up now
Don't you give up the fight
Don't you give up now
Every little thing will be alright
It can be a revolving door
Said you'd walk away, now
eclipses
So hopefully one day that real soul will eclipse
The bullshit they got us listening to in this existence
Don't give up now just a little more
a mark
I bet you get your ass kicked hanging at the park, bitch!
You'd better watch your back
Before you get jacked by a nigga with a gat
Cause Life is
is it a stinger is something else you understand.
There was a man named Stacker Lee in Argenta a little man with a big 44
You know he shot his
Children grow and years go by
Moms and dads get grey
Little girl's get married
And give their dinosaurs away
They'll live their grown up lives and call
of the Flavor Unit
And we are Naughty By Nature, and we will just do, by terminating you
I can snap, rap, pack, click-clack, patter-pat-pat
Take that ass
can you have a face
Of an angel
And let the devil insideof you
Take control
We tired of hearing these
Little voices crying out
From far away saying
cannot take love
I'm afraid of everything that can
Take you away from me
And I promised that would be a
Day I never live to see
I dreaded everyday they
right now livin' in the Middle East
Praise Allah for the peace
Death from a sky littered with stars
You run away with your kids so you can give them
way from me
I want juice and I'm a spoiled little thing so please won't
Juice come run away with me
I was chilling in the park
Sippin on some juice
Saw
number when I'm far away
>From your town
So call me when you have a need
For me
And by the way did you leave in my pocket
This G ????
Ooooh na na na na
was philosophizing some
Checking out the bums
See you give 'em your nickels, your pennies and dimes
But you can't give 'em hope in these mercenary
was philosophizing some
Checking out the bums
See you give 'em your nickels, your pennies and dimes
But you can't give 'em hope in these mercenary
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