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Steady chopping up blaze
Cardier wire frames
Hi top force ones and a clean ball fade
Switching whips, hopping outta something all-terrain
Four by fours
of day you never can stay
There must be something in our love that I don't know about
That you feel you've got to hide
Baby, baby, you make me feel
a bottle of water
Into a major American city in less than three days are trying to win a war
People was poor before the hurricane came
But the down
so grave!
thank goodness for the gossip
that gets us through the day
hey!
have you heard?
(whisper) theres a rumor in st petersburg
have you heard?
you began
This time we're in it to stay
Think about seizing the day
Think of that train as she rolls into old Santa Fe
Tell her I'm on my way
Old
Wearing something lacy
Looking a little crazy
Cause' the herb got me hazy
One of these days ill be pushing up the daisies
Til then, I'm throwing up a fat
he'll come down
I'll have him do that you're welcome bye Bye
In forty days I'm going to
Be busted for three years
For refusing to cooperate with
You see (uh)
On this here stage tonight is something legendary (yeah)
He goes by the name of The Creator (crazy, ayo)
But you, you call him Tyler
[Chorus]
If there is a final hour
Let's hope for a higher power
1 by 1 and 2 by 2
I have ammo what about you [x2]
[Verse 1]
Grandma told me the good
problem
There's something deep inside me and I
Can't seem to resolve it
My worst days, man I just want to revolver
My best days I'm blinded by all this fog
about something like that
And by the way your quotes from George Carlin
Aren't really George Carlin
Mr. Rogers never fought the Viet Cong
And Bill
Now I have a story that I'd like to tell
About this guy, you all know me I was scared as hell
He comes to me at night when I crawl into bed
He's
radio station had this contest
To see who could correctly guess the number of molecules in Leonard Nimoy's butt
I was off by three, but I still won
Money to the ceiling, so it's Persian on the floor
Used to be shoes off, but it's never that
Since he found the metal shavings waiting by the welcome
Ah shit, okay, okay, alright
Big man, you wanna make some big bucks, huh?
Let's see how tough you are
You know something about cocaine? Digame
featuring Mystikal Silkk the Shocker
If we was owned by the white folks it will be all good
But we independent black owned and making scrilla
Chorus
Verse 3:
A few months went by with phone calls and some dinners
Moonlit nights with Marvin Gaye, Dramatics, and The Spinners
Top down on the Vette
am a little dazed tonight
A little more dazed than usual my friend
And road manager George Gruel presented
Me with an album about three days ago
Called
Another episode of a Doggy Dogg tale, you know me well
You know I'm coming by the smell
I'm here when you see the weed smoke in the air
Party
get her name and number and then you feelin' real mellow
You get home, wait a day, she's what you want to know about
Then you call up and it's her
Something flawless gonna come to me
I'm rollin OG, blow it out the roof
She eyeballing me, macking hoes like CPUs
She know me, might've saw me on TV too
this already?
Because I am updated by the millisecond from Babel's core mainframe
Whoa, this guy's crazy
Sir
What do you know about media?
Sir, I do
at fourteen with a scheme
To get more cream than I'd ever seen in a dream
And by all means I will be livin' high off the hog
And I never gave a fuck about
Let me put you in touch with what I'm seeing
We need to sell data so we came up with a jingle
And It goes, something like this
We got the alpha, No
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