Lyrics:
be in any cradle I climbed out of
And you gonna put me in a cage with all the talcum
How you gonna try to get me not to be Malcom?
That's unwise
I ain’t gonna tell you who it is
C’mon, rap along
Tick tock tick, things are gettin' thick
Here comes the heavster, and I know it makes ya -
a rapper like your Dad
Should of never had a kid cause it's gonna set you back
Are you sure you really love her do she really got your back
Are you happy in
Party Rock yeah
Woo! Let's go!
I hear your heart beat to
The beat of the drums
Oh, what a shame that you
Came here with someone
So while you're here
out your neck, sayin' you're a Christian
A Muslim, sleeping with the gin
Now that was the sin that did Jezebel in
Who you gon' tell when
of your little lies
It is what it is
Who really know
Where this fleeting lifetime goes
Gonna take what's left day by day
It is what it is
In memories
foot slips out from under him
Sending a cascade of rocks tumbling into the sea
And Xine is only hanging on by his left hand
And it's slowly giving way
Are you ready?
I came across the ocean on a subway line
Invited to a wedding party of some friends of mine
North, south, east even west
I knew
do life
I advise you to stop; yo' money don't buy you stripes
Only thing that money brings is fake niggaz and problems
Followed by niggaz who hate fake
a rock without hitting some guy with a guitar
Since you brought it up I must confess I got my own band, too"
He said his name was Wallace Hartley, I
Destroys All Calamities.
O Lord, Who Is Clothed By The Directions, Please Be Merciful And Carry Me Across This Ocean Of Worldly Existence.
4.
जटा प्रचंड
in CB4
Set up a contest, I'm coming
I'm taking the dough
They wouldn't pick you even if you had a afro
So don't try me, you better walk by me
I'll do
A red graveyard bug walks
Across old cemented rocks
Stalked by a child
Turns into chalk for the infant's clothes
A young fool drags a deathwish
where I lead you to
Better yet, you pick the room, we got plenty to choose
You can pick one by the pool, pussy get wet like a pool
Lake, ocean or drool,
turns her back
We're gonna cut out of class , meet the girls by the railroad track
Well ev'ry Friday night there's a band that you gotta hear
Just
the credit
Like who fought to let us loose can't put shit over my head
Shit head you a stepping stool rock out rock out
Im so quick to cut the noose why we
(Who's music will you look to for shelter)
Not that mine will help ya!
D-d-d-d-Dance!
(We're gonna rock this motherfucker!)
Fucking Francis!!!!
fly
Outside the Bentley coupe
Tell me who fucking that got a
Fendi suit
Tell me when you coming through 2x
Baby what we gonna do 2x
We could fuck
I'm thinkin'
In this ocean of hours I'm all the time drinkin'
Who am I helping, what am I breaking
What am I giving, what am I taking
But you try
Let’s burn it all!
Together we can rock and change this world!
Burn, burn! Let’s burn it all!
Let’s burn!!!
Writing on the wall words by my blood
I just
the day you deceased
My nigga got shaved by his lady in the streets
Got faded with his heat, got caged up but she free
Lucky I ain't seen it, I prolly trade
Chevy
She likes Ford
I'm automatic, shes a 4 on the floor
So who's to say what's wrong, what's right
So just do whatcha gotta do, cha' gotta do to get by
than Soup?
Who's Hotter than Soup?
Verse two
What you gonna do when I come lookin' for you
Uh, you better call the cops
Press your luck, you know,
the fuck's that
You don't know? You don't know
Hold it. Hold it
We don't work well with others
We don't pass the rock
I gotta take the last shot
Get your sad
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