Lyrics:
Only 100
Only 100
Only 100
Walk like a centipede
If you step 50 don't move with me
Speed do not change how I keep my feet
I only walk with
a Ivan e ad Alteria per avere impreziosito l’album con la loro presenza
suonano
Disgui - voce, chitarre, basso e programmazione tastiere
Chuck Sabo -
nuts, then I (yeah)
Check my ball hair (what?), make sure it's all there (yeah)
Then call the pallbearer (yeah)
It's Music to Be Murdered By again, why
though, no one gets the glory just by sleeping in
You wanna win but aren't akin to failure
There lies your problem, can't just skip past ten thousand hours
listen
To what we say because this type of shit happens every day
I woke up around ten o'clock in the mornin'
Gave myself a (stretch up), a mornin' yawn
like a dead body coming for its murderer
Shit, you seen Chino lately? You gotta see him
What you get to make an album, I get in one day's per diem
Go
and the bad
Why did you refuse
Now I'm here all by myself
You couldn't bring me down
Watch me now I'm ten feet tall
There goes out my call
You have gone
Fuck y'all
Had no help
Did it all alone I'm by myself
When it's all said and done don't need nobody else
Fuck all the help I did it myself
Fuck y'all
Actually, this S-E-X is testin' me
A-double-P, E-A-L
And it sound like her body is callin' me
But it might be the alcohol in me
And the sex appeal, it
I'm back again, reppin' and I got my four ten
Doin' you in when I creeps and spin the bin
Now the heat is on I'm comin' to get'cha
Went through
Smokin' Backwoods and moving bags
I was getting protected by my savages
Yellow school buses that's a Xany
Causing me to sleep and I ain't plan it (yee
[Intro]
Uh-huh
Yeah
Let’s work
[Chorus: Apollo West & Era] x2
(A) Knew I’d be here I’m psychic
You not the one stop the hype shit (Ohh)
(E) No
shoulder... ? Aw, you're fulla shit, man... ah, listen, by the way, before I go on; did you get those white albums I sent ya with the pencil on the front... ?
that act iffy
We got maneuvers that's hard to beat
Till the other side retreats
Under six feet beneath
C'mon
[Mark Curry]
I told you that is
Recycled Love
C-G-F (x2)
Intro: Ooohh’s
C Dm Am F
Vs 1: If I just touch His cloak, my sins will be healed, I’ll know
C Dm Am G/E - C/F
He is
10E me ek agam nhi tha agam abe ek punjabi tha na jisko prabha ma'am class ke bahar khada karwa deti thi
haa
Like me kafi time se observe kar rha hu vo
shot lose your hip
I hope your shoes fit for this move and pick
I avalanche your camp with, ten feet of snow
I'm cold blooded, my fam half-eskimo
My
the hard-core, real raw, underground
My name is KRS-One, and it's REAL!!
[Xzibit]
Well it's me, down with D-are-E
X to the Z rocks any party
Rocks
Ma$e
So give me 50-feet before I catch a fuckin' case, nigga
We ain't going to the Grammys
Find us on the block posted up slangin' motherfucking
the pot
My wife was pregnant with my daughter at the time
I was workin' on the album, thinkin' that would get us by
But my pride put me in a situation I
feel like I belong
Not a building or street
No pavement under my feet
Feeling more than believing
On an A-C E-X-T
These days and nights pass by
And I
10Dee don't play
And I wanna make M's by the way that I spray
Tell a man N O if they wanna play games
How you gonna live if you don't make P's
Get out
Dobra dokąd ten świat pognał
Zaraz wjeżdża kolejny lockdown
A człowiek by koncerty se pograł
Dojebał se zer tych do konta mach z jointa
Napierdalam rap
plane than I have found
Lord, plant my feet on higher ground...2x
You lift me up and let me stand by faith on heaven's table land
c higher plane than I
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