Lyrics:
the salt from your skin
You must keep running the distance
And the roses you grow
Have a powerful scent
They'll be breaking your heart
By the morning
In this big cruel world by myself
Loving you so much, longing for your touch
I know I'm just a fool who didn't play her part
To cause us, darling,
you're it, tag, tag, you're it"
Eenie, meenie, miny, mo
Catch your lady by her toes
If she screams, don't let her go
Eenie, meenie, miny, mo
Your
Into the sky, into the sun
Opening out, opening up
Into the rise, into your eyes
Open your mouth, spit out the sky
And I
Am running
Into
the dogs and hunt you
Down drag you back here by the hair
Oh Allegheny something tells
Me you're dis-satisfied
Well could it be because I've
Been your
stall
Stutter, softer than melted butter
There's no other word, go ask your mother
Hard solid as your city
Born in Brooklyn, can tell by the way that
and I'll take you one by one
I got big boss, big time, business
Make me your mark and I'll take you one by one
I got the mouth full of venom
I got
pass you by
You're in the middle while the big mouths fight
You get it from the left and the right, ain't it crazy
So get out of your easy
(Notorious B.I.G.)
What, what, what, the rings and things you speak about
bring em out, it's hard to yell with my bat round
in your mouth, its more
in your mouth
What? You think I'm kidding?
Cause everything we do
(That's right)
We got a right to
(Come on)
You criticize me we despise you
If what
to break that banging ass
Get it with the shad
Take a bath in her mouth yeah
Better keep the Trojan
And if the sex was good still be the whole frame
time was torn
'cause if I bought me somethin' to eat, shit
I bought you somethin' too, what's mine is yours
But now you'd rather bring me down
and a forty in my mouth
Peeled out in my big black Chevy
Flipped it six times and I knew that I was ready
To straighten up because my best friend died
I
Listen!
Trying to recruit is the mission
We offer you a position
Where Tech will rule and condition your brain
To know actin' a fool is
both my hands and feet
All my little white lies
Smell like a big old bucket of bleach
In one ear
And out your other
So lock and key
You won't
People tell me you've been talking
I hear you've got a big mouth
Saying things you know aren't true
What the hell are you talking about?
So, now we
Confrontation, confrontation
Are you mad because I turned it around?
But if I stayed the same
You would still be running your mouth, oh
You never doubt
way
(Po-po-po-po-po-po-pooopoo)
Yeah I can tell by the way I took your hand
And then asked you to dance
He went all John Wayne in front of his
day I'd watch them beauties roll by
And sometimes I'd hang my head and cry
'Cause I always wanted me one that was long and black.
One day I devised
[Chorus]
Make the music with your mouth, biz!
Make the music with your mouth, biz!
Make the music with your mouth, biz!
Well I don't just do the beat
a crime scene
Scattered here on the concrete
Five victims shot randomly"
Shot your bloodclot mouth
Shot your bloodclot mouth (Pussy boy
You don't know what
Old tin roof, leaves in the gutter
A hole in the screen door big as your fist
And flies on the butter
Mama baking sugar cookies, we were watching
like 'enuff of this
Who is this kid think he is?
Notorious like I'm close to big
You ain't notice that my focus like pac I'm above the rim,
But more
the kissin', lickin' down to your belly button, I ain't frontin'
They don't call me B.I.G. for nuttin', all of a sudden
What you wanna do?
I got that old
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