Lyrics:
all hysterical by now. PILATE notices BRIAN escaping.)
PILATE
You cwowd of cwacking-up cweeps. Seize him! Blow your noses and seize
him! Oh my bum.
it had me shook
Drippin peppermint Schnapps, with Jackie Wilson, and Sam Cooke
Then some lady named Billie Holiday
Sang sittin there kickin it with
some icky wit me
Blowing in the wind
Like Sam Cooke or Stevie
Need that crack on a track
Slide thru and see me
They say time is money
No samples
It's Sunday morning, and I wake up like I needed to
Oh, I needed to
Put on the coffee and
Turn up Sam Cooke because I wanted to
Oh I wanted to
Yeah
to records chilling candles lit
Etta James D'Angelo or some other shit
Jill Scott or Sam Cooke whoever which
Badu or Sade hit the perfect pitch
Yea Life
dem barely put interest in
If unu can, look
Dem prefer give we fish, naah teach we fi Tek a damn hook
From when mi hear say change go come and all now
are created
equal.
That they are endowed by their creator with certain inalienable
rights.
That among these rights are Life, Yes sir!, Liberty,
by Kid Joe
Ah yea I'm Shawn Jay and I want to make a special announcement
To all the baby mamas I see you bitch, you too bitch
Baby, baby, baby
just tryna put my city one the map yeah
Yeah told em quit sleeping on us
I mean they soon find out they not messing with us
And that’s a fact right now
I
ye old song
Draining the well till it's all gone
Gotta go deeper
Dive with the people
Some turn lethal
Neighbor is evil
Vote for no rights
Give
assist for the old man
The one wit gold teeth not the all gold man
Huh, I ain't been to war in ten summers
But I can still a sparrow right between your
He was always attacked verbally by some kids
It makes no sense, but now he's carrying drugs with him to class
He hides em in his book bag
Like, way in
right now
Right now
And she cooking up the dope in Louis
Dropping off the work in juicy
Her bag and her shades by Pucci
And she do the money dance in
the four o'clok traffic jam
We gon be takin' request right now at 87752-Snoop
Call station namin' ya game
Aw, yeah, hello, aw yeah, this Soopafly here
Sthandwa sam
Sthandwa sami
Sthandwa sam ungo wam ungo wami
Sthandwa sam
Sthandwa sami
Sthandwa sam ungo wam ungo wami
Love it's kinda crazy aint it
hoods
Seen a show with Marvin Gaye last night, it had me shook
Dripping peppermint Schnapps, with Jackie Wilson, and Sam Cooke
Then some lady named
He'd got all the wood for the bulwarks
And all t'other shipbuilding junk,
Now he wanted some nice birds-eye maple
To panel the sides of his bunk.
Now
right
Pretending he was really dim
He slipped to Sam a double gin (Mickey Finn)
He woke, the boys had gone, but not his gun
They'd left a note
glass, I can see right through
You're whole damn posse be catchin' 'em all 'cause you vic'd
And ya didn't have friends to begin with
I'm
glass, I can see right through
You're whole damn posse be catchin' 'em all 'cause you vic'd
And ya didn't have friends to begin with
I'm
(well I did)
NBA, now Navarro college, I hurt them chances (true)
I was Lenny Cooke (what else?), naw, hoop dreams
Now my only problem is keepin'
still after all
doing it the old egyptian way
with sparkling clothes and force
now i awake in the afternoon
the arcade is filled with children
families
Caught you slipping got you tripping right now, right now
I've been whipping 'bout a minute by now, by now
I've been missing on a mission right now
all about to get ass
Sam coming through with a bottle of the Cap
Me and Dean 'bout to tube, Mark taking out the trash
Clean up my room, bitches 'bout
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