Lyrics:
reasons, number one you're sleepin
Speakin like a deacon catch the drops my props leakin
(Praise the Lord) Seekin on the deep end, sinkin while I'm thinkin
on the knees
[El Da Sensai]
Ac-tual, natural blends that tend
to leave MC's stagnated, rated number ten
In all secret wars when we on tour for
now and forever
and put my shoe she asked, "That's all you want money?"
I was tempted to say, "Um, can I have your number too?"
But I didn't want to play myself cause yo,
at the end of the depths
Wrecked and lost
You call me from the trees
But I fly above the bats and the birds
If I am a number
Or if I am a word
A bitch get dissed on a blind date
While walkin' out on her. I wouldn't
Put a bitch like that on the corner
I hate it with a passion, 'cause, number
One,
It's my turn
It's my turn
To start from number one
Trying to undo
Some damage that's been done
But now it's my turn
To reach and touch the sky
No one's
countin'
Rule from here to The Moron Mountain
Here's the game plan, listen up Toon Squad
Number one objective, beat The Monstars
Shouldn't be hard, them
to the royal clan
A name a shape and a number was yielded
From the exhibited landscape from the
Exhibited landscape
Nine distinct letters were granted into
eh!"
So I like, started talking language, she couldn't understand
And oh my god! I got her number, totally awesome man
Slid on the nexone, like did
Yesterday, it was you and I
Living in make believe
In your eyes I was number one
And you were all the world to me
But you have another life
that
Lined our names up with numbers to see if they matched
Scared to death 'bout the first time, I knew it would hurt
In your house, on your
back(?)
Erased my number
I've been waiting oh so long
To discover
You been living in my heaven
And I'm not leaving this heaven
It's my one
champaigne
I Wish I had that Fax Number
I Wish I nothing could mean something and that everbody could have everything
Some wishes come true
Some of this wishes
creepin' down to the local bar
She stands there by the juke box
In her violent lipstick
Givin' all the old men heart attacks
Oh maureen, dial my number
Countless numbers die in war's path
Armies falling to our wrath
Warriors of power marching to fight
Destruction, killing, all that's in sight
The beginning of the end of a new terror, a new era.
A diligent force, setting the course to be a number 1 rap source.
The beats are hype, the rhymes
Kinda surprised to see that I'm still in your book
And you still got my number
Is this a second look?
Are you reaching out of your past
The best things
of art
But you can't
Paint love by numbers, babe
You gotta play it all by heart
Baby, baby, baby, baby
It happens all the time
How you play me,
To the D-A-why-T-O-N A-V-E
So just shake your body and don't you quit
Other cities say they're number one, but that's hoeshit
(chorus)
Where the fuck are you from
think you're right
'cause there's strength in numbers
Don't even know what you're fighting for
I know what you need
You need to see us die for you
In
at number two.
When you're tired of being clever,
And you're tired of being afraid,
You might just smell your flowers
And not the money that you made.
number three
And ev'ry Christmas card showed a perfect family
Ev'rything runs right on time
Years of practice and design
Spit and polish till it
number three
And ev'ry Christmas card showed a perfect family
Ev'rything runs right on time
Years of practice and design
Spit and polish till it
the conversation was nice
Should I ask her for her number? Don't think twice
I tried to stay on my toes and kick the lines that were witty
And avoid saying things
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