Lyrics:
the winter attack
Good for a present, great for lovers
Demonstrated by The Jungle Brothers
Protect your Jimmy and keep it fresh
They're Jimmy Hats by KRS
legal if it's owned by a doctor
Everything you do in private is illegal
Everything's legal if the government can see you
Don't get me wrong, America is
Heard the Wu snare, while my iris cut down the glare
Walk a road the great length you find too long to measure
My Clan a make me rhyme like D. Banner
and tear me down
You want me baby, I dare you
Try and tear me down
I rose from off of the doctor's slab
Like Lazarus from the pit
Now everyone wants to take
high
Washington was my destination
And now, who am I?
I'm the chosen party giver
For the White House clientele
And they know that I deliver
What
Who, world health organized
Murderized, came to the aid, got paid
Doctor, doctor in a lab concocted a germ warfare
To the booty, I rocked it
a preacher, but
We can pray if you wanna
Ain't a doctor, but
I can make you feel better
But I'm great at writing physical love letters
I'm a freak, all
flows Blue Flowers!
Drawing by the pond, look, it's raining yellow
Would you care to listen to me more? Thank you
Holding bags on down right from
on my own
And matter fact did I mention that I physically feel great?
A doctor's approval is a waste of time, I know I'm straight
I'll probably live
But if you single and you down, then
I'm in your town fiendin' for another round
I was countin down the days
Been more patient than a Browns fan
as pronounced by the seers of doom
Bow down to the almighty dollar who's at the top and where are you
A Trojan horse is inside the border A secret hidden in
that's great
Two legs ain't bad
Unless there's a crate
They ship the parts
To mama in
For souvenirs: two ears (get down!)
Not his, not hers, (but what
by
And the sadness there at times is so great I can't help but cry
And thought it's reality it seems more like a dream
That some of them have
can't wait, I'll go Great Bank on a blank tape
Lost like Spigg Nice, stick you for your thick ice
Good to hit twice 'fore you catch me usin' trick dice
And ask him what to do
He referred me to his doctor
Who referred me back to you
And when you checked the manual
You kept inside the case
It said "put
hoes
who knows where the night might go, hit the doe
like yeah, blinded by the glare of the strobe light
see something i like its going down on sight
and downs then an Impala switch
Get your hand out of my pocket nigga, go fish
I was born by myself so I don't owe yall shit
Nigga you tell me, what you
down his hammer and he died, Lord, Lord
Laid down his hammer and he died
He laid down his hammer and he died, Great God
Laid down his hammer and he
of the great white way
Accepted by Manhattan's elite
In all the places that were chic
No party was complete without George
Along the boulevards he'd
a lil' nap
Dumb bitch, gave him the claps
Then he had to go see Dr. Bombay
Got a shot in the ass, and he was on his way
To make some money, why
one song after number one song
Long as my motherfuckin' pockets was fat
I didn't give a fuck where the bitch was at
But she was hangin' with a white
the doctor,
"She's very low," he said;
Went back to see my baby
Good God! She's lying there dead.
I went down to old Joe's barroom,
On the corner by
feel fly now, you hunting the exit sign down
Fuck what you heard 'cause I snatch the grapevine down (yeah, yeah)
Don't understand how I ran the line
one song after number one song
Long as my motherfuckin' pockets was fat
I didn't give a fuck where the bitch was at
But she was hangin' with a white
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