Lyrics:
watch face crystal clear
The other chick will give me heat while I shampoo her hair
Head tilted back baby no more tears
You mumblin' and shit duke my
Yeah yeah, hahaha
This shit is effortless, nigga
Let me see what I got
Look, the shooter snort a gram of flake
Shit was Land O'Lake
Bandana on face
(Pocket ace)
But no emotion is showing in my face (In my face)
What a jam, it's going into space (Into space)
Got business to do, brought my briefcase
They think they know who I am.
All they know is I love to kill.
Face down, dead on the ground.
Find me before another is found.
Words and Music by Alex
a chance
At a glance, I'm a failure
Addicted to pushing paraphernalia
But Daddy had dreams once, my eyes had a gleam once
Innocence disappeared by
drinks
Haunted by the thoughts of
Second album sophomore jinx
Where did I fail? Death threats
Woke up in cold sweats
Thinkin' about all these murders that
greaze but I bet that's fake
Dem boy dere never dropped no heat
Therefore, I will not check man's tape
Kick a man's face like Ong-Bak
Blacked-out
Hunnit bands from the safe in your face, what'd you say?
Money dance, turn this shit into a nightclub
Ayy, yeah, fuck with me and get some money
Yeah,
Yo, I bought that album man, it's wack man
I'm tellin you, I don't like it
I'ma be honest man
Honest?
I'm dead up, I'm serious
Serious?
I don't
feelin like the best, nobody fuckin with us
We done turned to a bygone don crew
We got the semi Kimora like Djimon Hounsou
A lifetime criminal, live by
those albums front to back
Wild and free, we'll leave our worries in the waves
Dancing in the twilight as we hear the ocean's roar
And days drift by
When
virgins in so many ways
In another time
In a different place
We'd walk side by side
We'd talk face to face
We could count the stars
From the Tigris' sand
extremely true when I was younger
But I wanted to completely change that with this album
So, I just want to say before you listen to this album
Every
spend my whole life counting
'Cause truthfully nothing is too late to fix, be the Blackbird on the White Album
And if I have so much to say, then why
by a Mack truck
And don't come around forty and front and get tapped up
Cracked up, can't wait 'till this album is wrapped up
I'mma take you
the face on
You can talk it but it goes wrong
You can put it in an album
Like the 90's never happened
Everything is easy,
But they don't believe me
I
With A Smile
by Eraserheads
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Submitted by : MaRy
Corrected by : ejL
Lift your head, baby, don't be scared
Of the things that could go
guns on me
Get down and dirty, all by my lonely
I leave your brains on your block all around your homies
Live by the code of honor, stay holdin' armor
the banister
Shoot him on camera then kill his manager
Then hang a banner up
That reads you can't proceed
Without bein' conceived
By one album of the 90's
Party time show time
Cool DJ Jimmy Jatt
You already know
Guess who is in here
2Face Idibia
Burna Boy and of course Sound Sultan
Wanna see your hands
Yeah
Yeah
Taking bottles to the face like Tony Parker
Half a million dollars, that can't be your only offer
Writin' 'bout the truth, hope I'm
Indeed truly we are the mighty mighty BDP posse
This is our fourth album and we're still not takin' no shorts
Yeah, ha hah!
On the wheels
your face.
I rap so hard, you can't stop me.
My last album sold a million copies.
Me and the maestro, laying the beat.
DJ scratches from my homeboy
up
Hunnit bands from the safe in your face, what'd you say?
Money dance, turn this shit into a nightclub
Ayy, yeah, fuck with me and get some
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