Lyrics:
Y'know what I mean?
Nicko: Sure Steve, but the fact is that the guy was not handling it the right way.
Steve: You don't think of things like that Nick.
nobody to tie me up, gotta move this thing around
Boys ain't ****, I'm my own priority
Got my best friends on my arm and that's the mother******* tea
it's game time they be shaking in they boots
Wanna get me on the phone don't hit my line hit my two way
I'm always on the move check my schedule I'm only
something in common . . .
Bozzio: Wait a minute, I thought you had funny things growing in your hair and all that other stuff . . . I thought . . . write
mean?
It can mean anything you want it to mean
Anything you say it mean, that's what it means
If you say sex? then probably
Some say it means pushin'
Moonshine, gold watches, gold rings
All fake, no bling, don't hate, that's my thing
I've got new clothes, old clothes, vintage, tremendous, endless style
Ayy, yeah, we in the stu, we in the stu
Uh, we in the stu, we in the stu
Nigga, this ain't nothin' new
Came with the crew, that's Sewski and Blu
We
friends are coming out and if I know one thing, girl,
I know you're gonna be there
Gonna walk right by that table where you always like to sit
And when I
realize that the weak would fall
The best pick out of the crop of MCs
Got rocked by the fact of realness
Stop, the shit
Block parties was a thing
the brotherman with an m-60 in his hand,
Eatin spam
So one more time, testin one two, and ya don't stop
That's why we got this war hobbes
Yo I only got one thing
knows I needa say a prayer
My cowgirl could be anywhere
Boots on from sunrise to sunset
She’s got that look that can make a man forget
Where he came
that they'll hurt me and cut me alive
This Halloween things will change
I'll grow legs and walk away even if that's strange
I am a survivor, not
this country run by ScoMo's pricks
Truth is honest, I'll be brash on comb your wig back shit
They're the words that they deserve, the way they fucked our
smoking
Motherfuckers done come from high crime areas view the police as a threat
And that's some shit you betta not forget
Eazy E's the name feared by
I ain’t talkin about anybody in particular
But if you feel offended lace that boot up it was meant for yuh
Your life is Watcha make if you’re Feelin
the gun
You did the same, thing we done, I got my niggaz on the run
I ain't the one! Fuck that! Get up, ah get up, no get down!
We'll just be niggaz
The girl I met last night was at the alter waitin on me
Next thing I know I'm face to face with holy matrimony
Looked at that bitch and I quick screamiN'
I’m empty without you got my glass half full
Can’t drive without you pull up the carpool
Toot it and boot it yeah it’s pretty cool
Blew it I knew it
to fake a ring
You know how to make 'em scream
You know that you got 'em in their boots
Ya they shivering
Spending time with me
That's your favorite thing
to that kitchen table
Sit right next to you and protect you
Just know half of the kids at school are going through the same thing
And it's not your
Cat Diesel Power cap pulled down low
Makin that bacon, row by row
Can't get them muscles at the YMCA
It's from choppin' cotton, cuttin' corn
12 hours of hard work
Lonely are the days, minutes pass on by
Thinkin' bout when I get home
Long list of things we gotta do to keep us going strong
If
So the ambulances came
They took your pulse and packed up your things
And the papers read
Some boys forget what the heartache brings
again
And by the way you look fantastic in your boots of Chinese plastic
Hare Krishna, Hare Rama too,
Govinda I am still in love with you
I see you
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