Lyrics:
and make it bounce
Make it drop it's getting hot
Should we be waking up the house?
Fuck it keep it up I know you love it when you're loud
But if we hear
Yo, I'm smoother than the Isley Brothers
When I'm on the scene I get feedback
Brothers runnin up, wassup, where you be at?
I be by myself just coolin
be you
That's when she put her arms around me
And laid her face on mine yeah
Shortly thereafter she lifted her hand
And gently kissed my lips
bust your shit from here to Tijuana
The stage is mine wherever I wreck shop
And if you're steppin' to my crew
You're gettin' dropped
'cause I'm like
standing by your bedside
My dreams are the reason I don't sleep that much
I paid the price, who knew it would be that much?
I'm a liar, I'm like, "Yeah,
You'd be my main if you say you're mine
I swear I'm gonna treat you like a queen because
You fly like you rocking 23, uh
Looking up at me, uh
Never
(Verse 1: Cee-Rock ""The Fury"")
In a Hip-Hop lottery of rhymes, you cop mine
Running stop signs. Wreckless, I drop lines
Spies try to steal the flow
Got no reason to be, it's true that I believe
Keep giving answers to me, it's the questions that deceive
I couldn't believe on Sunday
My thoughts
and bears have made a clean get away
But the news bulletin claims it is gonna be okay
Now Miss Lucy had a sweat shop where the immigrants work
Problem was
Cause your girlfriend's got a big mouth
And I hear you'll be headed down south
By way of the High Desert Flyway
And I'll fly with you for a while, old
Another day older and deeper in debt
St. Peter, don't you call me
'Cause I can't go
I owe my soul to the company store
(We're not gonna be takin'
Any day, we could die
Everyday, we could fly
Instead we insist on getting by
Living out a lie
Makes me wonder why
You think you need more shit that
Janji mu tak guna
Aku pun bahagia
Take a couple steps we gonna be alright
If ya'll got flings baby so do I
By the way you lie can see through your eyes
Rhose could be steps of mine?
Or the shapes have just arrived
I see the skies
I know that they chase for themselves
Suddenly i open my eyes
ting by my side who's dead honest
I'm gonna mash this works put your bets on him,
Ten floors up I ain't worried bout no dead comments
No regrets, had
that I could do
I'd be the arms that you fell into
But you Fell in love with a girl that was never gonna fix you
I watched you break but you couldn't
with me, you know it's hard
And chasing you makes me too tired to see
That you and me ain't ever gonna be
Well some you win and some you lose
But i'm
bored
Troubles gonna come
Momma's love is blind
But all of it is mine
I'm sittin' in the shade
My beds already made
Future's lookin' fine
I don't need
the drive-by
You gotta get your groove on, before you go get paid
So tip up your cup and throw your hands up
And let me hear the party say
I'm kinda buzzed
clothes like Bill Bixby
Rippin the microphone 'til I'm motherfuckin sixty
Smokin the indo, by the window, it's sticky
Spark the izm, my expertism, is
through the same long days
On the grind I'm tryin' to get mine in my own way
Cash before fame, if I maintain
Through all the good times i had
Fans I
sometimes
Can I love you sometimes
I can hear the conversations you have with your friends
You say it's just for fun, he's not the one
What's it gonna take
surprise
You're gonna be hard to get over,
So I won't I don't think for a very long time
And In the summer Ill warm your bed if you promise you'll warm
clothes like Bill Bixby
Rippin the microphone 'til I'm motherfuckin sixty
Smokin the indo, by the window, it's sticky
Spark the izm, my expertism, is
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