Lyrics:
second album
One dozen melodies to listen
Include this number
Keeping in company
Well, hoping that this record sells
Singing by our wishing well
So AlexdaKid and KidinaKorner checking me out daily
My latest album making waves already
Check me out I’m Number One in New Releases Baby
Headed
a good
Time with some girls and watching
A famous group he was dragged from there to
The Whisky à Go-Go
And forced by Herb Cohen to
Witness one of our
Harold Melvin sample
I played it for Hip over the phone
He's like, "Oh, yo that shit is crazy
Jay might want it for this compilation album he doin'
Room, in the ass I hear, while
I was locked outside with Paula by a mischievous Patty, and my Then girlfriend Prissy was at
Work as a waitress at IHOP
RECONNAISSANTE
This ain't no dream
This is me, this is who I am
This is everything bacchanalian Scandinavian by way of America America America America America
Yea, they call me Bizzo by the way
(By the way)
And we The9inetys by the way
(By the way)
We got that bounce mothafucka
(We got that bounce for ya
faixa do álbum “Canções Para Ninar” dos Garotos Podres (Radical Records/1993). Regravamos esta música pois julgamos que – mesmo depois de 25 anos – ela,
supposеd to make my exit
To this point but I can't go no, herе's why
We had in mind to do a album for you
Try to do it just like the album
We hope that you
And when I see you I'ma take what I want
So, you tried to front, hope ya (got yo'self a gun)
You ain't real, hope ya (got yo'self a gun)
My, first album
[Verse 1]
My, first album had no famous guest appearances
The outcome: I'm crowned the best lyricist
Many years on this professional level
Why would
Life is reality, reality is life (Sunz of Man album)
Life is reality, reality is life (Sunz of Man album)
Life is reality, reality is life (Sunz
85%, I'm 400 solid
Brainbolic wit knowledge, cock-diesel scholars
Holdin' it down, walkin' around wit gold by the pound
Frozen down wit diamond bolders
run around the reservoir looking for a hedgehog
He'll stay by my side 'til my lips turn blue
I lie awake every night
I lie awake
Because I'm anxious
No one ever do it like me when I say shit
Rap so good I think of giving up my day shift
Dropped my last album that shit was for the ages
So now I
existing and you go and listen
And as time goes by and I keep evolving
Coming up with new albums and fighting
So I’m hoping you will be here longing
For
you'd stay
I'll just put on my favorite beach boys album
And cry my blues away
She was the reason I was singing
But then she took with her my song
So now
Let's grab the pen I'm in album mode if you haven't noticed
The album was golden Pain Through the Scriptures went platinum
All in my inner circle
very impressed by
The viscosity of the environment
In his new album, "New York, and why
I think it is bitchin" bob Garder
Disguised as an elderly surf
but somehow I got by
Treflo prayed, Mike Vick payed
Bobby Brown stray, Whitney lost weight
Kimbo Slice on da pad when I write
Dat may why they
Oh Mammy, oh Mammy Mammy Blue
Oh Mammy Blue
Oh Mammy, oh Mammy Mammy Blue
Oh Mammy Blue
Oh Mammy, oh Mammy Mammy Blue
Oh Mammy Blue
Oh Mammy,
position of number 19. Hmmm... Not alot of
people remember that. But, I do! Cause I played on them! Hah! Si! Now look, Murders in the Rue.... Oh by
the way,
ain't hard to search
Why make yourself feel superior
By devaluating someone else's truth
Her fake butt or her makeup
May cover up, but still a bad ass
take what I want
So, you tried to front, hope ya (got yo'self a gun)
You ain't real, hope ya (got yo'self a gun)
My, first album had no famous guest
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