Lyrics:
pain
You know me and im so glad you came
You saved me and lifted me high
You knew I would touch the sky
When I’m gone remember me by my love
This music
BIG DIP BY THE WcY THcT I'M SHINING
CHEM CLcSS GOT ME SWITCHING THE SCIENCE
TcKE FLICKS CUZ I'M INTO REMINDING
TcKE VIDS CUZ WE FINNc REWIND IT
MUSIC
King Cab Ford well you roll west now
c breezy backseat ride and Buzzy fades
Into the morphine of a rocking motion
The safety of pavement and highway
your surface tension
And bleed that gold mine
Eyes wide stare when we ride by theirs
Time flies whenever we drive by here
See the night sky flicker into
They stroke it
And can't replace it
Complacent with where they stay at but
Greatness I wanna taste it
A
Diety
Or Nefertiti
I'm bleeding
Embody eve
like bitch caress me (yeah)
All you niggas gimmicks, boy I'll catch your ass by Sesame Street (brrr brrr brrr)
Whole clique, real ass niggas (siuuu)
We
hear about
Wordsworth and Coleridge, baby?
Did you ever hear about Wordsworth and Coleridge?
They were smokin' up in Kendal
By the lakeside
Can you
music, Rebel Music, baby
[Chorus]
It's Rebel Music, put your mind into it
Right hand in the air, before you solemly sware it's
(rebel music
child is born.
Into the wild, by the deep sea, and music in its roar.
Into the wild, I love not man the less, but nature more.
From these our interviews,
temple, just pluckin silly mortals
Speakin peace of mind to my many sons and daughters
Gettin loose, loose, as I release the juice
I'm more into the (?)
the bad gotta transmute into a dopamine gem
All is see pentagrams
Someone better call an ambulance i think it's the end
Being affected by this negative
me my knife
beat ain’t coming out alive
Yeah mother fucker I’m 110
I’m talking percent
Not strokes with the pen
Y’all go juju on that beat I go chu chu
Biz Markie
Making music orderly is my specialty
When I go, ah one two, girls get excited
When they hear my lyrics they wanna recite 'em
I know y'all
is honorary
My stroke is commissionary
Call me the general the motor boutta drop
Precise prescion puts people in predicaments
Im not predictable
cradles me
Holds me close and warms me
Fingers that stroke me
A deepened voice that grounds me
A body that is under me
Perfectly molds into me
Mouth forever
sweat or blood
They stretched and strained in the darkness and the hours crawled by like years
Till, now, on the stroke of midnight
Cold on the stroke
by like years
Till now on the stroke of midnight
Cold on the stroke of midnight
The tip of her finger touched it
The trigger at least was hers
not enamored by our surroundings. She's the anti-stage mom. She's an immigrant mom who wants her daughter far away from the music business! And she is
Biz Markie
Making music orderly is my specialty
When I go, ah one two, girls get excited
When they hear my lyrics they wanna recite 'em
I know y'all
you messing one stroke and he done
Now I want that booty
Put an arch in ya back and we dance to the music
Gotta get up into it
You can tell me you
that’s what I’ma give em when they land in last place
hand right by the…they aint too many seeing us
so they wanna take my gifts
but I wrap em with the (?)
putting no sleep for this music man I'm really about it
Her pussy is magical, Hokus Pokus just let me stroke it now
I be skipping my classes to make these
me - what's the good you done lately?
Grab a tornado by the tail and get facety
Can't fit square pegs into round holes
Can't detach the bolder holder
Ink Strokes
Are they still ink strokes if typed with a laptop?
If typed into my phone?
If no ink was actually spilled?
"My Typings," doesn't sound
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