Lyrics:
rest in peace
I'll turn off the light and
Swallow your last breath
So close your eyes, fall asleep
I'll never hurt you
I can't bring you back but
connection (Man)
What you know about that?
(You can't ask fo' no mo')
What you know? What you know?
(I'ma hit ya back)
What you know?
(Chorus) x2
DJ
number nine
Now we must get in touch
If the night is to burn
Someone out there in luck
Lend me your star for a turn
As heroes fix their hair
Some
that I can't win without your help
So tonight I'm as low
As any man can go
I'm down and I can't fall much farther
And once upon a time you turned
party,
Once ya out of ya head then ya can't get back,
I give 'em a map, but he still get trapped, so
Prepare the chamber, the torture's coming up,
Should have held back, but you throwed the punch
'Spose to meet your girl but you packed a lunch
No D to the U to the G for you
Got a son on the way by
smoked up by the doorway (blaow)
No question, I send your ass back, right to the essence
Your whole frame is smothered in dirt, now how you restin'?
what I do, I can't convince you
To just believe this is real
(So I)
Let go watching you turn your back like you always do
Face away and pretend
Should have held back, but you throwed the punch
'Spose to meet your girl but you packed a lunch
No D to the U to the G for you
Got a son on the way by
the one and only
Naughty By Nature, I Do My Dirt All By My Lonely
Ask Pretty Tony, when I got a bitch I keeps a bitch
36 Chambers, Enter at your own risk
I took your microphone, you can't get it back
Because your rap was wack
I'm comin' fifty strong in an armored tank
And takin' money to the bank
I got nothin' to lose, payin' dues, nigga you wanna die?
I get high and then my mission is a walk-by
You'd better jet when I hit your set 'cause I'm
can't hear you)
Still the window burns
Time so slowly turns
And someone there is sighing
Keepers of the flames, can't you feel your names?
Can't
the track for the maniac
Only thing I'm giving out is black donuts and dirty backs
Let me tell ya how rough I get
I pop shit behind your back, get in your
direction in the things you do
For your world is soon to come to a close
Through the ages, all great men have taught
Truth and happiness just can't be
at the world through my rearview
Go on, baby, scream to God, he can't hear you
I can feel your heart beatin' fast 'cause it's time to die
We gettin' high,
And 2 you can't divide
But when your 3
You'll always be
With friends there at your side
(AHHHHH)
3 times 10 is 30
3 times 9 is 27
3 times 8 is 24
your grandma stay, huh, my nigga?"
"This m.A.A.d city I run, my nigga"
If Pirus and Crips all got along
They'd probably gun me down by the end
your babies crying now?
Still the window burns
Time so slowly turns
And someone there is sighing
Keepers of the flames, can't you hear your names?
And the punk police can't fade me and maybe
We can have peace someday, G
But right now I got my mind set up
Lookin' down the barrel of my nine, get up
'Cause
Your grandpa died when you were nine
They said he had lost his mind
You have learned way too soon
You should never trust the pantaloon
Now it's
known for busting caps
Diggety zap the P put the Rich on the giggety map
Lil' Ric
Yeah, back at that ass once again there
Its your
to change things
So lift up your eyes, lift up your heart
Singing, mercy will we overcome this
Oh, one by one, could we turn it around?
Maybe carry
late, got to be there by nine
Pin stripe suit, clean shirt and tie
Stops off at the corner shop to buy The Times
'Good morning, Smithers-Jones.'
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