Lyrics:
P-R-I-V-A-C-Y is priceless to me
P-R-I-V-A-C-Y is priceless to me
P-R-I-V-A-C-Y is priceless to me
P-R-I-V-A-C-Y is priceless to me
R.I.P it's the remix killer
Mike Jack was alive, I'd remix Thriller
Trap star, bitch, spell it with a big T
Give a damn if I never be a hot MC
Cause
There are no lyrics to this track. It is intentionally blank, with each of the 71 seconds representing one of the years that the artist's father,
P!
Real artists
Fake artists
Hot artists
Wack artists
Hard artists
Soft artists
I'm addressing all artists
I'm a prisoner, a slave to this
artist-artist-are-are-artist"
[DJ Quik]
Now when I say I'm complete;
That means I'm true to my game and my cap
And I refrain from bein played like a sap
And a bitch? No
gonna be so different
When I'm on the stage tonight
Tonight the super trouper lights are gonna find me
Shining like the sun (sup-p-per troup-p
We are broken
In my mind's eye
(Patty cake
Patty cake
Patty cake
Patty cake)
One little boy anger one little man
(Patty-P-P-P-Woo hoo!)
Funny
R.I.P it's the remix killer
Mike Jack was alive, I'd remix Thriller
Trap star, bitch, spell it with a big T
Give a damn if I never be a hot MC
M
I say M-O
M-O-P
M-O-P-P
Mop
M-O-P-P
Mop Mop Mop Mop
R
I say R-A
R-A-G
R-A-G-G
Rag
R-A-G-G M-O-P-P
Rag Mop
M
I say M-O
M-O-P
M-O-P-P
Mop
M-O-P-P
Mop Mop Mop Mop
R
I say R-A
R-A-G
R-A-G-G
Rag
R-A-G-G M-O-P-P
Rag Mop
(辛い記憶も)
一気に (時代の roar)
即 飲み干す (自分と共存)
一気に (okay now I'm ready fo' sho')
さあ 飲め飲め飲め飲め このグラス ay
さあ 酔え酔え酔え 今 to your artist
ワンショット (one shot) ツーショット
R.I.P we just killed the club
Drank patron out the bottle almost killed a thug
Right now I'm so high I can't feel the drugs
Too many haters in
M
I say M-O
M-O-P
M-O-P-P
Mop
M-O-P-P
Mop, mop, mop, mop
R
I say R-A
R-A-G
R-A-G-G
Rag
R-A-G-G M-O-P-P
Rag Mop
Doo-doo-doo,
M
I say M-O
M-O-P
M-O-P-P
Mop
M-O-P-P
Mop, mop, mop, mop
R
I say R-A
R-A-G
R-A-G-G
Rag
R-A-G-G M-O-P-P
Rag Mop
Doo-doo-doo,
O.P.P., how can I explain it
I'll take you frame by frame it
To have y'all jumpin' shall we singin' it
O is for "Other", P is for "People"
A
I say A B
A B C
A B C D
A B C D E
A B C D E F G H I
I say M O
M O P
M O P P
Mop, M O P P
Mop, mop
Mop, mop
R
I say R A
R A G
R A G G
Rag
R A G G
R.I.P we just killed the club
Drank patron out the bottle almost killed a thug
Right now I'm so high I can't feel the drugs
Too many haters in
she was a real one
I had an artist that I treated like my own son
Gave him the shirt off my back and my own gun
R.I.P. to Shawty Lo, Mister Don Don
puttin' on your clothes or tyin' your shoes
Takin' out the trash or cleanin' your room
Don't get caught in [?]
R-e-s-p-o-n-s-i-b-i-l-i
(A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E) Make it real loud
Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch
Ooh touch, touch ooh
Touch, touch now ooh ooh ooh ooh
I live for the applause,
Yes, I think we're fucked
But I can't rest in war
Righteous and the wicked
Are the war and peace
The righteous and the wicked
War and peace
O.P.P., how can I explain it
I'll take you frame by frame it
To have y'all jumpin' shall we singin' it
O is for "Other", P is for "People"
When evening chores are over at our rach house on the plains
And all I've got to do is lay around
I saddle up my pony and ride off down the trail
R.I.P we just killed the club
Drank patron out the bottle almost killed a thug
Right now I'm so high I can't feel the drugs
Too many haters in
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