Lyrics:
and will we ever let the magic come and tap into us?
We preach apocalypse written by John the Revelator
But won't even speak to a stranger ridin'
Funkadelic I'ma always keep it groovy
From KY to Hollywood my niggas up in movies
Posted by the ocean all my pictures be in motion
Catch me when you can I'm
up the Cohiba getting blunted by the pound
I made it to the top, who thought I rubbled from the ground
Bird city, who holdin' it down, me and my man
the mask nothing hideous
Mebu atanfo minions kwayku a don't care period
Maame me kra'o meeko meba mekura wo car key
Yabr3 everything by grace a for show you
and I'm breathing
Before now though, I was dead in sin
Now it's faith in Christ, quickened by the Holy Spirit
He gave me new life, John Kee
Rivers
a chopper bullet with a melanin coat
Stay woke never bumpin' this coke
Still dumpin' I ain't duckin' no smoke
Turn lil' bro up off loads
Show him how
Hold ground by yo' side when it go down, I dedicate this next dart
To my fucking heart
Little Meth he the best part, now walk with that one, word
Time
a sucker, (ha) lace you up with my box-cutter
Your mother love your other son like you ain't even his brother
P**** n****, I flip up to the max on you,
Kellina from p.c could fight it (uptown rucker)
Up in the peach, yeah the weed atleast he could light it (then what?)
Then zeke shot (shot)
Then e killed
Well a we say "give me the light' and "buss a bottle of Mo"
And a welcome people to Jamrock each and every stage show
Try fi overlook we dem time
mouth, open up your blouse
Pull your G-string down South, aoowww (aoowww)
Threw that back out, in the parking lot
By a Cherokee and a green drop-top
And I
she keeps coming back for more.
Every time she fall Kareem's there to pick her up.
A good relationship she's about to destroy.
Chasing P Diddy status
Please just give me what I need
Just so I can breathe please
Please I just need some sleep
So get me home by three please
Cheese smile for the P I C
go down like T T Titanic
I've been going rabid
Hopping off like Roger Rabbit
I can show you proper care
But you don't dare to show me anguish
I'm just
show the frustration with our society by picking up that fire extinguisher and spraying it into the mic.
We only wanted to be loved
We only wanted
you yank on my pull-cord
My voicebox will utter satanic commands
Mother of God, I've done it again
Obscure connotations of salad-bowl fame
And J.E.E.P
When we turn up, we can turn out
And we tear it down, til' it burn down
And we cut up when we show up
We can show out til' it shut down
They can hurt
to the street show
To make it in this world you gotta live by your own code
Black and white Camaro hopping out like i'm a hero
Needle on the dash will never make
keep me good
I do it for the hustler cause I do it for the thugs
I do it for the G's cause the G's show me love
I came in the game 17 real loud only
A steel pump and a vest
Ready to fuck up your set
You don't know me nigga
I roll dolley nigga
You all phony nigga
Real then show me nigga
You all must be
to gettin there
I've been waitin all week girl
For you to show me around your world
I'll get you home by midnight
I'll be pullin up in my truck
You'll come
roll the dice and I always win it
She think we in love tryna finish my sentence
Gotta run it up can't show love to niggas
I be in the cut I be lowkey
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh
Yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Let me tell you a story now
I was in front of the Apollo on Amateur Night
It was after the show
-P. Barrett-
Music alone shall live
Happiness it always gives
Step over man 'cause is positive vibes, seen
Chorus:
Do you wanna party wanna have
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