Lyrics:
of niggaz hustlin' backwards, need to press rewind
There's some niggaz playin' dirty pool, bad Cali bandits
They crossin' up the Trill and man, ya boy just
Miss TSc there's no need to be so fickle,
When you pat somebody down, why don't you throw in a tickle
Oh I know you're so sweet, pretending to be wicked
Histrionic and vain
Driven by jealousy and spite
He glowers across his littered desk
His gills distended and purple
Smooth pebbles in a jar
Hazy air
?
Well if you had to guess
Are you shaking like a leaf when you don't know what you feel
You're still in there
Finally we're drunk in that red booth
People
I'm going there to give 'em cash, hear 'em laugh bring 'em back
If i cant tear down these walls I'll slip 'em through the cracks.
If that crack ain't
your coffin nailed by Thor
Shit just a bad break from poor
We acknowledge facts
Ain't going out like that
Got the inside track
Watch it stack
Then pat
to brush off the guilt
Just get out of my way,
There's more blood to be spilled
A hobbyist debaser
Always on the attack
Is it the fun that you're after?
Jaguar.
Our prosperity is their death.
Pat us on the back, third world wallets gone.
There's blood on our hands,
it's your choice if you want to see it
shit
You wanna fuck a hoe
Then Wait until you're back
When the war's gone bitch
You better recognize you motherfuckin' suckas
Thinkin' that I'm
when your love is poured
You're a walkin', talkin', almost flawless paradox
Riddlin' my thoughts like an oxymoron
A put together puzzle, Pat I'm ready
respect, so everybody salute
And by the way Backspin, is my attribute
You may or may not, know who I am
But frankly my dear.. I don't give a damn!
You
be my bitch said possibly
She said "is there some place that you got to be"
Cause that girl you're dogging got the hots for me
She staying up all night
that you blame, for your going insane?
Can’t you admit that you’re wrong? Is it really hard to be that strong?
You destroy yourself by this blaming
cnd I knew a girl named Pat
cnd I knew a girl named Bridget
But I don't' where there at...
I left these girls in Ireland with the gift of Irish
door, I'll do the right thing
Oh, when people try to ask me what it's for, I'll say it's my thing
There's enough confusion that will make you say
cat, I hope it lets you pat it
I hope you watch your favourite programme on the television
I hope your favourite nemesis gets s*** on by a passing pigeon
will to see to that
There'll be Barby and Judy
And Barney and Pat
And Mary so meek and Katie now so rough"
"Oh Barney now, achora
Don't you think you
NO WHERE
by John Sheldon and Pat Ballard
You came out of nowhere and sat down next to me Said you're a lonesome man it's easy to see
And it
Baby after all the years that have gone by
Do you keep the same fire burning in your heart?
Is there still a fight that keeps you up at night?
Have
there, would've protected her
She survived it by herself, I respected her
We exchanged numbers, I started textin' her
That wasn't enough, naw, had
To The Shotgun Blast
I'll Blast That Sorry Ass When You're All Outta Gas
I Freak Like Cerebal Pals I'll Get Inside Your Drawers
For Alarm There Is No Cause I
Never question my dedication
Most of ya'll are in it
For commercial presentation
No rockin' without the proper documentation
Fuckin' with it before you're
Blunt in your ear
Pat in your sock, Trade at the back of the block
With a fein watchin' for knorx till the shit get dark
We jump in the hoop ride,
Where once there was a pat on the back
Is now just a crack of the whip
Where once there was a celebrated coming of age
Is just a uniform that
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