Lyrics:
link fence by the gate
Somebody's daddy's out there
Honkin' on the horn
Hurry up, we're gonna make him late
I gotta say one, two, three
More things
What we have to do is deal with it when these individuals are young enough
If you will, to be saved, not in a religious sense, but not
by few
We pay big money to the ones that do
The christian militia, they give us big knowledge
But the pentagon messed up and wouldn't acknowledge
Oh, me and my cousin, one Arthur McBride
As we went a-walkin' down by the seaside
Now mark what followed and what did betide
For it bein'
we playing horseshoes, honey?
No, I don't think we are!
You're close! (Close!)
But no cigar!
Then I met sweet young Janet
Prettiest thing
Sex is alive in both young and old
But a lack of education leaves us in the cold
There may be a cycle that we failed to mention
But people are
even gettin' fussy
Now that grass down and the pasture it should be knee high
If we could just have a little shower Lord it might keep the calf from
keep punching
We bunched in a little house where conditions got squalid
But where we at now, solid
I concur time it slurs and it blurs
The vision like
man
Do you know him by chance?
A Ziploc full of kush
Are you plugged in, by chance?
Bad bitch with a suntan
Do you know one by chance?
Hundred
what more can i say/ you want to hang wit us ridin/ you'll be hiding while we're gliding/ flying by and shit/ you better quite trying/ before you and all
want somebody now
Now that little girl is growing old
All of her sad stories have been told
But there are no regrets, she'll place no blame
She
keep punching
We bunched in a little house where conditions got squalid
But where we at now, solid
I concur time it slurs and it blurs
The vision like
Its not
ay ay ay ay
turn the lights down a little bit
turn my mic up a lil bit
yall ready yall ready
here i stand a grown ass man
all by myself
The act of makin love...is...
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pink cookies in a plastic bag, gettin crushed by buildings
pink cookies in a plastic bag, gettin crushed by
ending
A little more every day
Falls apart and slips away
I don't mind, I'm okay
Wish it didn't
Have to end this way
These four walls are closing
Together, while our hearts were young.
I'm walkin' in the rain,
Tears are fallin' and I feel the pain,
Wishin' you were here by me,
To end this
know they can't ever little bro me
No matter how big they blow, they still a little below
It's the P-R-O E-R-A, indigo with the killer flow
Guaranteed
the fifth couldn't make it.
The number's even - now I'm leavin'.
We're never gettin' took by a bitch with a weave in.
Her and the troops are right behind me.
When you're young and so in love as we
And bewildered by the world we see
Why do people get a soul
Ony those in love would know
What a town
Wake up, say a little prayer
Out of bed to the bathroom where
I take a look at myself and I stop and stare
And I wonder who is this standing here
Showin' no remorse
For a brother like Mix, lookin' for the smooth
Didn't need a Houston skirt to get with me
But the nights still young
And the hunk ain't
a bum nigga like you would try it (pussy)
I know what you really 'bout
I hear your dick is weak, buddy
It's only replaced by a rubber substitute
We
through the spot real heavy on the waist
So when they wanna move, we put 'em in they place
Yo, I was schooled by the hood, raised by the wolves
Trained by
Oh, the streets of Rome are filled with rubble
Ancient footprints are everywhere
You can almost think that you're seein' double
On a cold, dark
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