Lyrics:
The hands that once set me burning,
They were as cold as clay
And as she looked away
She said in the strangest voice the words
I never thought she'd
Hog of a Sunday dog of a Monday
Get it back someday what'd I say?
Movin' in close cut from a long shot
Fade on a downbeat ready or not ready or not
trapped in a cage like an ape called Magilla
And now you're ready to throw in the towel, that's kinda foul
You don't give a hoot like a mute owl
the heater right by your thigh
And when the s*** got hectic you was ready to ride
You didn't run out when I pulled the gun out
That's what I'm talkin bout
Check-check-check-check it out
Check-ch-check-check-check it out
Check-ch-check-check-check-check it out
Now, I go by the name of the King Adrock
I don't wear a cup
you'd gone, I fell right to the ground
And I needed all the help I could get to set me on my feet again
Water under the bridge carried my pain away from
production's tight
Sometimes I might catch a severe case of writer's block
But by the end of the day you'll be on my jock
My name's Malik my hobby's putting
see the sleepers
Why'd you wake them?
Sweet Jesus and life on Earth
Seek heaven first
Let's put in this work
Her heels set the mood
Where did
perfect praise
Then I can stand up
And refocus and walk on by faith
[Channel 2:]
Lord You have proven that
Your loving hand is on me so
I've decided I'm
the dark
And it's all over now
Remember how I planned a little home by a stream
Where we'd spend every day
You must have thought me crazy when I painted
I got my money on a pawn tonight
Change came in disguised of revelation
Set his soul on fire
She said she'd always knew he'd come around
me for a ride in the dark
And it's all over now
Remember how I planned a little home by a stream
Where we'd spend every day
You must have thought
Custom-built bike doing 103
My heart, my heart
Kick start my heart
Oh, are you ready girls?
Oh, are you ready now?
Whoa, yeah
Kick start my heart, give
Wake up, wake up, wake up
One, two, one, two
We dedicate this one to the hip-hop culture y'all
Brought to you by the world famous Wake Up Show
(Ride) Young Money, Cash Money
(Woo) C'mon Akon, let's go
I got a nine millimeter (get it)
Ready to go off any minute so you feel it (bah, bah)
and by ear
And then she'd find the ancient album,
With its pages turned gold
And the crayon-colored paper star
I made so long ago
But brighter than any
by it
I'd like to be my old self again but I'm still tryin' to find it
After plaid shirt days and nights when you made me your own
Now you mail back
Gang-banged by your manager, fella
Gettin' money out your ass, like a motherfuckin' Ready Teller
Givin' up the dollar bills
Now they got the Villain with
anything about you I don't know
I don't know by now
Know by now
Tell me how we're gonna make it last
You're ready to fly
I'm ready to crash
Don't go
Hello
And welcome to The Everglow by Mae
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Performed by Jimmy Buffett, The Great Gonzo, and Rizzo The Rat
From Kermit UnPigged - Jim Henson Records BMG Kidz.
(Talking)
Rizzo: Hey Look Gonzo,
a beat D.S
It's easy to find with or without your G.P.S. (s)
And now we riding next
Biden on Obama
Go ask the hustlers, the gangsters, ask your mama
a million times every time I'd try.
What am I gonna do now?
Well, I don't know how
Girls started asking
Whatcha gonna do now?
Well, I was a gettin' sweet
Creepin' down the back street on these
I got my glock cocked 'cause niggas want these
Now soon as I said it, seems I got sweated
By some nigga
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