Lyrics:
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Cross my wrist, every last drop till I faint
Taken out there, pulling smith for the thangs that I never did
Coming up as a a young kid
Trying
work bench and
(I'm wrenchin') mics from they graspin'
(That's how it has been)
The drill's this: I kill swift
I feels I better slay or, (hey
my tape
President Bush
If he was close to the edge, then I'll give him a push
And do this whole world a favor, hey there howdy neighbor
Shit, I'm sorry I took so
there, I see you, I see you
Nodding your head, playa!
Hey miss, you want the mayonnaise between the buns or on the side?
mine gotta watch what you duin
Tied up to times, get back to my grind this whole blook hit mine you can't make one dime
The who by, I'm up like I snorted
Well I call my boy X on the shower phone
"What's up, Saint? Man, I'm stoned alone
By the way I got the freaks on wait
Call up the krew, hook it up.
and the Bleach Blonde Baby and the Seven Ragged Tiger, now night moves slowly
Hey it's knuckles and the way, and the Cora maybe
It's another way
What ya gonna do? Where you gonna go?
If you want to be sad you can sit in a room by yourself
Are there things that you want when you're looking for
and fresh rows
Thobela dwalatsa
I’m your weekend weekend special
Cause there ain’t no party like an old school party
Let’s take it back to the days
Living in words You have spoken
Hey Lord
We're chosen people
We thank You Lord
Sing I'm nothing I'm nothing without You see I'm nothing
Broken inside I'm
Hey there pretty little lady
Them tan lines are driving me crazy
The way you move, the way you laugh
The way you smile, the way you kiss
Summertime,
of the truth and it's naked
It's verbatim and it's shakin'
No, no, no, no, no, no
No, no, no more gettin' elated
No more listless invitations
I live by
I just had to go
She was cussin' as we hit the road
Said, "You'll be wanted, mister, dead or alive
If you don't make it back home by five."
Chorus 1:
mine
So many sick ass letter combinations I peg rhymes
Blew my EC advance on a PC and grams
DC and PS2 games, grow lights and plants
Crops done by
out of tune,
It?s your shaggy hair that makes it swoon,
It?s not what you say it?s what you wear,
You look good up there alright,
Oh yeah.
You spend
I hear you're out there now
And you're doing all right
New lease on life in Hollywood
Ridin' around with the rag top down
Bet the west coast sun
on girl
And I'm bettin' that it's gonna be a wild ride
But I promise that I'm gonna be there by your side
I think we got another memory in the makin'
So
Leezy on his way we gonna be out there in a minute
But what's goin on with you though? Cause I hope you ain't frontin
Cause it's too late at night for
play truth or dare
You've been waiting out the summer there
And loving by degrees
And, oh, take a little more time
'Cause fever beats all down
and me and
If this way was meant to be
Then why
Growing up with you by my side
I thought that life would be so easy, yeah
Now that you're gone
Yeah perfect piece of trash
You know I saved you from the scumhole
There amongst the trash
With the broke and the old
Took you to my shack
done put they fingers in my candy jar?
Now I know I ain't the man from Mars
Let's go upon on em, there they are
Hey you, yeah you, with the micro
Where
hey baby, no no no, ooh
Well, I feel deep in your heart there are wounds time can't heal
(The time can't heal)
And I feel somebody somewhere is
the scroll for every cat that hit the bull
Sit back, and open like a tuna can as soon Janet James hit the store
If there ego's were pigeons pow I feed em
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