Lyrics:
The interlude
The interlude
I've been stressed out
Once a week I fall away and just pout
But by the time the sun returns
I'll prolly puff my chest out
You'd
you really need 'em?
When I was locked up in the county, I ain't even see 'em
I'm by my lonely, lonely
What happen to the bitches and the party?
here then we might as well shine together (all up in my ears)
Better now than never, business before pleasure (the mic is loud, but the music isn't
I am lonely lonely lonely
i am lonely lonely in my life
i am lonely lonely lonely
god help me help me to survive!bridge
remember first time we met
(yeah)
I'ma I'ma put it on her (yeah)
I'ma I'ma put it on her (yeah)
Doing my two step off of club pure
The Girl walks by rocking christian diore
We
rapper's body found, washed up on Coney Island
When I rolled up this niggas heart slowed up, that killa froze up
When I pulled up jumped out with
it's Ghost, no it's Ghost)
It's a Superman lover...
[Ghostface Killah]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Aiyo, I'm coming up the block, got my hands on the ratchet
She make me feel so good
Better than I would by myself or
If I was with somebody else
You don't understand
She make the people say yeah, yeah
raise this generation
My respect to the mother's that be holdin' it down
But it sure would be nice to have my daddy around
[Verse 1:]
All I need is
[Originally by The Police]
Just a castaway
An island lost at sea
Another lonely day
With no one here but me
More loneliness
Than any man could
how I began
It started when I'm living in Long Island
Hey when I was a kid I used to play in the streets
Making sounds with my mouth, all sorts
the platinum MIC
Now what's up 1-2-3 times and still counting
How many time do I keep ya bouncing
Wait let me think ever since My interlude
Not a day goes by
trapping serving marijuana
I'm in the h13d we on the island the ratchet Bahamas
We at the top lonely surrounded by clouds of the smoke
Got ratchet
I could not turn away
Flash forward 15 years have gone by
Hair gone white but the well don't run dry
Magic in my mic that might make ya cry
When
Intro:
This goes out to my peoples in Queens. Representing, Brooklyn, Uptown.
Yeah, yeah Boogie Down Bronx, Staten Island, all the way to New Jersy.
And whether through religion, or stopped by the cop
Shining his flash in my face, I'm bound to see the light
A few short words, and what do ya know?
Oh,
No more lonely days, no more lonely nights
Never dark you are my light
With you by my side the future looks bright
We've stayed awake for countless
of Al Capone
Gun POW to the dome
And split the bone, wig blown off the ledge
By the alledged, full-fledged, sledge RZA edge
One dose of my feroc(ious)
She make me feel so good
Better than I would by myself or if was with somebody else
You don't under stand she make the people say yeah, yeah
I
Final Interlude, Last of a Dying Breed
Written by: Tim Lynch
Interlude
Last of a Dying Breed
We're the last of a dying breed
My word is my bond
the whole crowd screamin' like "Yeah, that's it"
I'm mack-a-docious, guerilla in the hood, when I wrote this
You know The Source gon' give me a few mics
transgression
From this infectious interlude, they on the loose and unstoppable
Daz, my motherfuckin' nigga from back in the past
Now imagine yourself in
sparkle like a diamond
Sneak a uzi on the island in my army jacket lining
Hit the Earth like a comet, invasion
Nas is like the Afrocentric Asian,
on this island all by my lonely, just gettin' all this bread, I want
The ham, not the bologna
I've been livin' on an island too, I, I've been livin'
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