Lyrics:
It was hot, 100 in the shade
When Mary got a note from this guy named Gabe
She don't remember getting pregnant but, she did
And by all accounts she
all about to change
By three outlaws coming over the mountain
on a horse
not the same horse of course
Three of em
They look tough they look mean
they
The loose ends always coming untied
While I'm hanging by threads, will I miss out instead on another love?
I put up with your cold shoulders
You're going
Now I know what this is
You know what you need to do?
You need to look on the back of your CD cover
And get that sticker for the mom Burberry G-nites
All you pigs
You've got a lot of pent up anger
I mean every week, every time you come back
it's just, worse and worse (lots of anger)
First time
Oh I'm looking on the same old star
I'll be there for you - but you're so far
Please come back to me - I can't love a memory
You're the nearest
[Waiter]
Certainly. Back there by the wine racks.
[Krayzie]
All right, thanks a lot. Thank you, thank you.
[Waiter]
Oh, you're welcome sir.
strength
Is used as a cover up maintaining it with debts
And black tax makes it worse
She’s under stress
Under pressure to be the best
She’s depressed
But
wonders to behold
But with morning coming soon
They turned and walked back to their room
To dream of villages on moons
While they were sleeping
of forgiveness
And from the streets to the wars, so much violence he made
As he grew in age he began to follow different ways
Hounded by the haunted memories from
watching videos
Laughing at studio gangsters they mo' gents then G's
My bitches use your mix-tape cover to break they trees on
Baked, top
Spring is coming early this year, you can tell
'Cause everybody's got their old jobs back
No one stays too long around here
They left circles in
sounds like grenades
Floating back to '82 when we came under a raid
They coming to claim the brave when the army invade
Stray bullet from the AK made my
It's all worth it when it's over
We used to cover it all with some Neosporin and band-aids
To hide the cuts and the scrapes of every different shade
bang)
On the 808s
You know we coming when you feel the bass
No deal with the devil, no soul to sell
We were red when we broke through the gates
coming back down with Orion's Belt
Sell your soul just to melt in a pot of wealth
Life a vapor it's quick so don't waste your breath
All this mental
the feelings you never would know, if you just looking at me
'Cause if you judge a book just only by the cover you'll never read what they wrote, oh
I have my
think they matter
How you gon' judge all my music by only the cover
Don't you judge a person, if you're never gon' do it better
Yeah you know that I
don’t know you
You just a Jane Doe
I been MIA but bitch I’m back
I’m staying ten toes everyday a struggle
Made it through I feel like Wayno
Coming for my
Swaziland
I can tell by the way you cover your smile palm of your hand
How about a little vacation South Coast Durban
I don’t really like Jozi coz everybody
time
Ignoring all the stimulus
I be on some other shit
Writing on the covers bitch
The won't see it coming
Far too late
Focus on the mis'
Front
the fold out covers
And the crazy illustrations
I got older and bought my own records
By thirteen I had three crates collected, huh
And that's my pride, no
in light
Awaken by the sounds of niggas screamin' at night
Cover your eyes I leave you face to face with your maker
the time taker intend your mind
fucked by Hogan's Heroes
Eenie meanie miney mo you took your shot you missed
I wasn't a good boy this year I'm not on Santa's list
I gave your girl some
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