Lyrics:
life, quick now I'm dizzy
And we say that we almost tried
We never really got the chance to say goodbye
But we don't wanna fall apart, no, no we
Robert's got a quick hand
He'll look around the room, he won't tell you his plan
He's got a rolled cigarette
Hanging out his mouth, he's a cowboy
(Woo, woo)
Take a trip with a baddie, quick dip, yeah (Quick dip)
A nigga snitch, gotta put him in a ditch, yeah (Yeah)
Ring ring (Brrt), I just got
better make up something quick
You gonna burn burn burn into the wick
Aren't you, Barracuda?
"Sell me sell you" the porpoise said
Dive down deep now
you'd want what I want
Sorry my dear but where are the clowns?
There ought to be clowns, quick send in the clowns
What a surprise, who could foresee?
possessed by the spite, woeful irrelevance
So quick to ignite, impulse to indict, defense for incompetence
For what it's worth, it was over before it began
It's the effect you don't expect
You never know what's coming next
So get a grip quick, drop a gear, running high to the sky
Till you fly
Like
It's the effect you don't expect
You never know what's coming next
So get a grip quick, drop a gear, running high to the sky
Till you fly
Like
the master of disaster and the master of beat
Come-Come-Come-Come-Come with it
Ghetto-ghetto-ghetto-ghetto-ghetto-to
He's so quick
He's so fast
He's
better make up something quick
You gonna burn burn burn into the wick
Aren't you, Barracuda?
"Sell me sell you" the porpoise said
Dive down deep now
Then I bite my nails to the quick
Run back home
You've got blue blood on your hands
I know it's my own
You came at me in the midnight
To show me
Robert's got a quick hand
He'll look around the room, he won't tell you his plan
He's got a rolled cigarette
Hanging out his mouth he's a cowboy
of the banks, of the banks below
When you're ready to go
I'll take you there, up in the air
Down low, slow, not quick
Down in the shadows so slow
Let me know
name when you need me
I'll be there quick fast in a hurry
No need to worry
The all mighty gfk the master venger
New york ??? and ??? city defender
to bed
Cocaine all around my brain
Hey baby won't you please come quick
This old cocaine's makin' me sick
Cocaine all around my brain
Got my baby
skill is illy, silly when I work it
Quick to flip the lip and rip a nigga out the circuit
So step wit it, can ya get wit it when I'm flexin' it
Takin'
than the rest, I guess I gots ta prove it
Ya cruisin for a bruisin if ya bite it when I use it
See I'm quick to shoot the giff, and if ya tryin ta stop
the reason they signed me
It's quick metaphors and hard punches on the cuts
Feels somethin' like hard punches to the gut
How I address the haters and under
your bitch Hannon
Give her a quick chance to kiss glands
In the mix, I saw the bitch sniffin', just dance
Slept on a peel, then broke her wrist,
Come on I will show you how I will change
When you give me something to slaughter
Shepherd boy (Hey!)
Everybody sing (Hey!)
Better act quick
quick to make a fast buck
In bathrooms and barrooms
On dumpsters and heirlooms
We bit our tongues
Sucked our lips into our lungs 'til we were falling
Oh yea! We's off the Richter Scale
Hate will get you, put in coffins quick as hell
If the ladies would show it off and thick as hell
For my hustlers
feel for you you know what I'm saying
But I've got to do what's right in my head
I've got to ride ride rocket ride
Carry me quick to the one's
the fact is I'm a fly bitch
I show that
you motherfuckers would love to hit it and brat know that
some of ya'll give head to quick in the bed
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