Lyrics:
the house
That's right, set it off
Young Daz struck the match and the match went out
But it wasn't no more lights in the house, check it out
Speakin'
what's goin down
And the summer shinin
And every way in southern California
Where the weather is hot
And everybody on the block
Got the weekends here
You
my footprints mark the virgin snow
walking round and round got nowhere to go
the breeze it blows across the land
like a pretty woman's smile
seems
presence
Back from another time wings flap like a butterfly
Cocoon in a canopy canister can it be summer time
Ever happen to wonder why
Multicolored lights
Well there once was a Star Showman
Who had a pretty wife
He had two kids, one named Sam, the other lived a short life
And this man worked his whole
can't describe it
So I put on a show
And then I act a little crazy when I'm feeling ya flow
Like dynamite you're a real go getter
I'm hypnotised, couldn't
roll with the boy and you know why
She likes to burn it, I like to burn it
Go to your radio station ya can hear me
Pretty girl in my section come near me
been
And all the sin and all the flaws before the glitz and all the awwws
All you see is this sexiness
She look like she do it good
Pretty face silky
I met this blond girl that was half my age
Grabbed her by the arm when I walked off stage
She was so pretty she just couldn't be a whore
She
me blinded by the light
It's so quiet in a sense, the silence just reflects
There's a crisis in my head from the vices I possess
And the prices
gaze in a dusty light
And the wind, it blows; it is hot and dry
In my ears and nose like a desert night
I keep looking back, I keep looking back
All
just a battle rapper
A wannabe celebrity
You think you so hot but you're not like me
Separate the elite from the weak
Yous a certified scrub I'm
lets go
Styles like my temperture, high and hot diminish ya, yo
Yo I pre ambulate, walk thru ya perimeter
Styles of mine drivin hardcore, more like
signs
vamonos!
time to roll
blinded by that pile of dough
Wu Tang said it a while ago
it's everything around me
hot and cold
caught em at the borderline
not miss
Cop on the block in a hot Suburban
Better yet Excursion
Cribbing us some birds but I'm
Serving in the urban my type
The iceberg version
my mind freeze and contract
I'm strapped for final combat
Tap via satellite, we picking up a signal Don't be surprised by glowing lights in the sky
a racing
I'm a trend setter
What I do no one could do it better
Light as a feather
Hot as a pepper
Writing love letters
Got your Eargasm wetter
Than Haitian
Cause we like it hot, we like ice cream a lot
We don't even mind some light summer rain
In Australia we don't think we miss much
Cause it doesn't snow
like lovers everyone forgot
I tremble when she passes by.
Lord make her mine or let me die
She looked at me.
Her eyes! Her eyes!
They drew me in.
Her
hard timing
All fade away when we turn out the lights
Taking what life brings, enjoying the finer things
We’re living in luxury tonight
Dinner is by
It's too cold by the window
And too hot by the fire
The porch light is burnt out
And the sky looks tired
It's all wrong while your gone
the hot blood flowing
Excitement and thrills
Will put off the ills
Radical frills
Docility pills
New wave, splash in the pan
Real music by dildo dan
Controlled by a few too many
Who think I sold my soul for a pretty penny
If only you knew the truth behind
The view you hold so dearly
It's only a matter
in lust
Better listen to the lessons
Bright lights big city
Broad minds
Bored pretty easily
Busted just for justice sake
They can't control
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