Lyrics:
Matthew Sandi Rachko James
I'm at the show with my mains
You at the club w yo lames
In my circle you lurking
In the studio I'm working
For a couple
Blue jeans, white shirt
Walked into the room, you know you made my eyes burn
It was like James Dean, for sure
You're so fresh to death and sick
push
And too much shove
Everywhere I am
With all of this
And all of that
I still don't understand
My days are full
My nights are not
They leave me
is that what you said
I mean with all this dick in your mouth girl you can't help but keep stuttering
If I ain't dead by 27 then I don't wanna survive
shoot like Durant, yeah
Pump up the jam, alley-oop, that's a slam, yeah
Pump up the jam, pump-pump-pump up the jam
(Blocked by James)
And we're introducing the starting lineup
We're gonna introduce now the North Clayton Eagles
Coached by James Gwynn
His starters, number 21,
burn
It was like James Dean, for sure
You're so fresh to death and sick as ca-cancer
You were sorta punk rock, I grew up on hip hop
But you fit me
ain't do it for fame
Boy, you know it's just (me)
By my goddamn self, all alone I don't need no help
One army, it's just (me)
I gotta get it and go, I
I'm a let one of our most immaculate tour guides take us all through the ghetto
My nigga Rick James!
[Rick James, (Background singers)]
When I was
the Norma Jean
I ain't no James Dean
Just let it flow, no need to fake it, babe
We can make it babe, if we just let it go
It's only natural, baby
You and me
funny
Is it any reason why y'all starvin'
I smell bull and by smelling force
Do I really need to beg your pardon?
My jersey say James I don't play
If I was Martin Luther King, I would be on one
PTV, we pull up deep and do it up
Same nigga without a gun and all by myself
When I was thuggin' by my
back when your foot of pride come down
Ain't no goin' back
Hear ya got a brother named James, don't forget faces or names
Sunken cheeks and his
Morrison
Return of the Mack, then break that ass off
Give me some Keith Sweat, ease back go off
Dry humping that kneecap till they scream last call
She
Ladies and gentlemen, make some noise
Aw shit, yeah
Y'all ready to get this shit started or what?
Aight, well, I brought some friends with me too
say never again
All I know how to is win. Everything I do I win
In the end I ain't losing no ends
I give no fucks in a tux. Cash me a check while I'm
for a smoke
And they started to choke
Maid Marian
Was drinking wine on the water
Saying try this
Given to me
By the kings daughter
Blind man
and watch life go by
These thoughts I have, I can't mold the sense
Through the forest of my mind, they're all past tense
Born and raised in the outer lands
to bother you at home
But I don't know where to go, and I came here all alone
She said
My husband's doin' me wrong
Beatin' me, cheatin' me
behave
You give me a smile and then I'm wrapped up in your magic
Music all around me, crazy music
Music that keeps calling me so very close to you
Turns
fine for me
So goodnight, all you moonlight ladies
Rockabye, sweet baby James
Deep greens and blues for the colors I choose
Won't you let me go down in
Came clutch automatic like I got a mod on
007 don't care what these fucking lames on
She blow me while the foreign chillin' by the Pond
All style all
style is so fly
James Brown sat me down in a chair
And said, "Snoopy
Don't you ever cut your hair"
I was dazed and amazed
That's why I keep my shit
In
important than you
Hendrix, Joplin, and Morrison, too
You know, people who actually mattered by the time that they died
And when you tried to get in
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