Lyrics:
school Boney, they call me Frank the Tank
The footlong polish sausage boy, streakin' on that drank
I'm the one that get them panties off when they say ya
to enjoy
You can hang out with all the boys
It's fun to stay at the Y.M.C.A
It's fun to stay at the Y.M.C.A
You can get yourself clean, you can have
Sometimes in the evenings I start to get that feeling
Like I'm empty inside
I know I'm doin' good now but tonight I'm headed downtown
Down by
touched
And you were the boy I wanted to cry with
You were the boy I wanted to die with
You move further from my side, year by year
While still making
need a lover
That'll stick right by you, brother
Come on and see me
I'll stand by your side
Wipe your weepin' eyes
Come on and see me
I've got joy, love,
ain't nothing to it
It ain't what you do boy it's really how you do it
I can let you hold my scope if you if you wanna look into it
Tell you walk that
a certain urgency and yearning for that purpose
Ain't no time to be standing there nervously
Precise with that surgery
Stepping up against the fam like
Where we go
Go away
You don't control
Who we are anymore
I can't be tamed by these
Lames they want pain
I am so sure that
I've done this before
Apple
with this virins
That can never be ridden or cured by penicillin
Hood forever I just act like I'm civilized
Really what's on my mind is organizing
on seas, walking by faith, not what you see
What did God say? Do you believe? Will you obey?
You only need a seed of faith, uh, that's all it take, uh
You
certain
And before they close my curtain i’ma go all out
I’m bout profit and these boys all clout
Time for cancellation
I don’t subscribe to that
I don’t
I saw a vision the other night
That didn't sit right
And she told me all about her dream's
That nightmare was disguised
Told me that she saw me die
sweet, He get cut like some cake
If you die by the gun then I guess that's your fate (Like Hollup)
Every opp shot, Can't lack, We whack
Man that nigga
Mob ties, living legend the live
That's what I go by
And the lean double sealed
Pour the whole thing in the soda
Won't fall away, my nigga
Pull up
eyes
A-ha A-ha
Hmmmm
Some other day my father would tell me
He said "Mavis
I've seen this years ago when I was a boy
And I thought by now
All
I'm about
So by now I think you figured it out
I think you figured it out
I think you figured it out i think ya
Hey, boy, what you gon' do
If you want
mmh, ayy
My OGs told me, "Do it my way"
Texas boys, everything is sideways
Might upload the whole tape to MySpace
I like the music blown out
That's just
smell like weed, it's that good Texas Indo
Back when nobody believed in me except for you
They don't accept you, unless they get to dress you
gonna flip it like a script at the ?
That's my new spot, 8 by 10 cubic
Nah, I ain't stupid, never have been
They locked up they ? now they all laughin'
Behind
Because Your The Girl That I Respect
Your The Only Girl,
In This Shady World
For Ever Stay By My Side, For You Ill Ride Till I Die
Cause Your
a hundred
Be real that shit went out in 86
I'm down with the Geto Boys but my mind ain't playin tricks bitch
You still refuse to give me mine cool
Nigga be
here
But first let me hit that boy
We blazed to haze
And drift away to encampment
Get my mind right
Then escape to the basement
We spent many
I Met the Mamie She Was Passing By
Shy Nigga Couldn't Shoot Ma Shot
Till she gave me that look
I thought fuck it let me take a shot
Either I die with
hey yo, what's my next move?
My boys said, "Relax E, and act real smooth"
But that approach wasn't workin and I realized
That this girl was really
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