Lyrics:
in a double life
Every moment that she holds me tight
I know just where I stand
As I am the other man
She leaves my room like a criminal
To beat
Every night started over
I was on the roller coaster, found the ground just in time
Underneath the power lines
Last transmission from the island
on a plate, take a line if you want to
You know that you want to, I know what'chu gonna do
Eskimos baby, where the igloo at?
I'm double if you cut me my
loc
'Cause every now and then, niggas need a line of this dope
'Cause I'm hot, and as cool as a fan
You bitches drinkin' lemonade, I'm the Coolaid
realize
I dare you to come any closer, I dare you to cross this line
And I dare you to be different, I double dare you to try
No one can see you, no one
But behind the faraway look in his eyes, he is exploring fantastic bass lines on an imaginary double bass, and he is still creating poems. But once he
you've got a grip
Reality sneaks off it gives you the slip
As if you ever knew what it was taking you down the line
[Chorus]
Tearing through
up
Wait a minute
Wait a minute (Hol' up)
Comin' when I wanna
Knick game, floor seat right next to Spike
I throw two lines on a 20 ounce Sprite
Calling out again
Did we make amends
Cus i got no friends around me
Circling thoughts surround me
Please call me
Me
Me
Sinkin again
Double dutch cus
You been slippin' around a bit
You been sayin' things that just don't fit
You been handin' me the same old line
About the proper place
then you disect it
Your lines dead, this will resurrect it
Once you get the P's then you double check it
Hit it with the mag Spin it like a record
Once
You've been doin' that nine-to-five straight line walkin'
Yeah, it's been a long time
Yeah, it's been a long time
Since I've seen that lettin'
cup
Double dutch shawty girl I'm all passed out
Blood dripping out my fuckin nose to the asphalt
Do another line and then i cough it all out
Ion even
got gassed
At last, I'm literally loungin black
Sittin back, countin double digit thousand stacks
Had to re-up; see what's up with my peeps
Toyota
I been working double shift all night
Bees make honey, I'm making mine
Good men are busy all the time
I been working double shift all night
My
Here she come, right on time
Tenement mixer, givin' the hard line
Hammerin' down walls of steel
Permanent fixer, it's a bad sign
She's runnin'
And I'll gangk him if he ain't got no game
The rules of design read double standards
And if you're weak in the game
That's somethin' that you'll die for
the rich is fastin'
While the lower class is clappin' for em
Pourin' to they pockets double tappin'
On they watches never stoppin', steady clockin' into
on a broken raft
White lines on the foreign postcard,
Written in jest to the boy with the Vespa
Well, you don't go with the weekend doubles
You know they
about
We got to blow up the spot, because they must have forget
We double (trouble) bubble (bubble) bubble (bubblin' hot)
Well it's like smack
Four Bundy Rum's at the RSL
Three BB's at the aerodrome
Two lines of gak in the car park
One long neck for the drive home
Drunk and disorderly
in a good while
She thought it'd have that Special Streamline
She heard at 8:30 local when she is coming
To the line, declared up for that
He's got eyes like burning embers
He's looking for relief
Going faster double blind
His reputation is getting loud, yes
That's a man
That's a man
it Don’t kill me it will make me so I double down
Never dim your shine, for these Dimwhits, I spin the line, spin the bottle, might spin the barrel
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