Lyrics:
to the end of the fingertips
They're reaching out for something to grab
And someone smacks your hand
And it becomes so hard to see
The end of the line
free
And darling you can share it all with me
I keep on telling you
That right smack dab in the middle of town
I've found a paradise that's trouble
would you talk bare smack?
I came out to a party
If you're a soldier, go to Iraq
Man had one, two drinks, wanna fight
Why would a man wanna mess up my
stop and smile wave good-bye, smack the side, watch it go
Cross the street to the deli, six-pack and a dozen jelly
Donuts and a lotto ticket say a prayer
I'm trippin' be thinkin' I be talkin' smack
But if I walk out the door baby I won't come back
How many times I done put up with your whinin' ho?
Girl
don't you think she deserves
A smack, she's the arrow, you're the target
Can't you see she's in love with your wallet?
So heed the world of a brother
settin' traps here
Kickin' raps clear, hopin' you'll lack their verbal pap smear
Back to smack fear to ya, throwin' peace, tones peak
Rockin' from
and a smirk, I'll smack the taste out your shirt
Rushdie that or run a check
Catch a fade or catch respect
Move around with a gat from a gun show
Middle
in package?
We need a chin strap in
Don't make me tell you again 'cause if I do
I might just smack the hair off your chin and I
[Chorus]
stared down
For being in the wrong side of town
And a rich man I'd be
If I had that kind of chips
Lately I wanna smack the mouths
Of these racists
var svart
Inne på Victors tar jag flaskan i baren och bara smack!
flyttade från ronneby redan följande natt
inga pajasar för fick dom tag på mig så
climax
Comme dans Benny Hill-Benny Hill-Benny Hill
Un spliff de weed, un bol de Smacks
j'suis rat des villes-des villes-des villes
Ratzo avec une paire
Mainstream artists survive, I watch out dives
Smack dab in the middle of the rap game bringing realness
MC's wanna lease each of my rap styles, 'cause I own
on a track son
I had a ?, smack you in your face when it slap sumtin'
Ask son if it shine like the black son
Didn't think sort of ink could flood the map
fra, come Ellroy
Per noi, che fummo gli apripista
E poi fu amore a prima rissa
Smack my bitch up, come i Prodigy
Dodici zoccole attorno come gli
Went to new Mexico with dependencies and lies
You met a girl that smack you in your bed
She said in June you'll find me
But in August I'll be gone
already bent
You want to talk smack, yeah
You're as weak as it gets
I promise you, man
I am the one who will never forget
The desert home is all he knows
flickin' I'm holdin' down that law-away rack
Aye, rhinestones all in they face
Gold charms and paper chase
Talk smack from around the way
Gotta put these
fallen smack in the middle of this road that I have sought for so long This big old rock Will I make it through the thunder And I wonder, and I wonder With
Sodsville
In Sodsville
Fishnets, a mini and a barrel of smack
Spend half your life on your back
Got no money, don't get no honey
Buying or selling
smack the shit outta victim
With hard ass boots I kick you with, domination
Every station's facin incarceration
The ??potions ya facin?? of lethal cyanide
'cain
I ain't gone front main
Feelin' it under pressure with my ninjas feelin' pain
I'm a ghetto star
So don't approach sidewayz girl
Might smack ya
wheels and I promise you I’ll never coming back
In the corner of my mind, still the taste of your lip smack
White lights, white dotted lines
Yellow line
Watch your back!
Before I strike I tell you why
Smack! Attack!
I will not wait for your reply
So sore
You know what I mean
Gonna give you some
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