Lyrics:
the streets
Looking for a brighter day
The revolution will not give
Your mouth sex appeal
The revolution won't get rid of the nubs
The revolution won't make you
the
Bomb-diggy bomb bomb, and nope, I'm not Qu'ran
Had all the holy books, and notes to get still
I never met another dealer with that appeal
With those
to pieces
It's the obvious way
Don't wait for a thesis
Do it today
Take him to the court of no final appeal
When you're fresh out of lawyers
You don't
sharper than a knife
I teeter on it's edge
Just waiting to be sliced
Returning home brain dead
And you inject the life
Appeal to me love
Remake,
in the city
And we don't tare what your name is
We're only here to knotk 'em down
We're toming to your house to state our appeal
Knockin' 'em down in
the money
HA HA HA HA HA
[JD]
While ya'll ride matchbox, I push the hot wheels
Don Chi-Chi with the mass appeal
Lettin' champagne spills on my house in
spilled starts one day payin' off
Hope my daddy get that appeal and they let my mans out
We got a drop now, okay load up, let's ride out
I can't take
visitor
I done M-way trips, done shit that I wished I never did
Becah I could have been a prisoner
Is this the shit that appeals to the listeners?
Road
Whoever appeals to the law against his fellow man is either a fool or a coward
Whoever cannot take care of himself without that law is both
For
they walking around talkin' about represent
And keep it real, but I got to appeal
'Cause they existing in a fantasy when holding the steel
Drop
convenience
And with my hands to the wheel
Sweating
The board of reaction's appeal
Ignored -- an attraction concealed
And I with my flagship salute
We get high in back seats of cars
We break into mobile homes
We go to sleep to shake appeal
Never wake up on our own
And that's the way we get
We all know I'm still here
Question my girl but love her strong
We all know how that is
Payin' for my daddy to come home
Pray he get a appeal
Hope
like she be waiting for a detective shield
Better still feeling insecure about her sex appeal
She know she cute when she catching a little attitude
freak
She's the belle nouvelle on Boogie Street
And she's my queen
There's more to life than sex appeal
But sometimes it takes an angel to remember
that's not how that's supposed to feel
Oh, no
It's not for broader appeal
Fuck the fashion of it, dear
I've laughed about it
(Bit by bit, bit by
Madd jealous cause my shit's got mass appeal
And now I'm rhymin wit Diamond D
With some brand new shit for the year of '93
I got a loop on my crate
little girls squeal
And that one want to be president
'Cause she's got more eye appeal
Bang-da-Bang-Bang-Bang Bang
Moron TV
There's got to be more
I take the word "lyrical" and flip it backwards
And that says "laciryl"
And that's exactly how I feel, shoutout to Guru
I got the mass appeal
I'm
mind, my body getting stronger
But my blood getting colder, heart getting harder
My chances for appeal, getting slimmer
My skin getting brighter, my
appeal
Something about her about her
That keeps me intrigued
The simple things are ritious
She's
It's getting harder
To fall asleep at night
freak
She's the belle nouvelle on Boogie Street
And she's my queen
There's more to life than sex appeal
But sometimes it takes an angel to remember
Whoever appeals to the law against his fellow man is either a fool or a coward
Whoever cannot take care of himself without that law is both
For
rate my sex appeal from one to ten
Is my image just a bit confusing
Maybe i should get a facelift, start again
Maybe i should trade my pointed shoes
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