Lyrics:
me your slave
Come and do with me any little thing you want to
Anything baby, just let me get next to you
Am I insane or do I really see heaven in
Verse 1: T.U.R.K
Imma keep it 100 as a hundred can be
Lyrically, none of these dudes is as nicer than me
If Jay had 99 problems and could end up
sellin' radios and toasters by the trunkful
See, every man she ever messed would wind up dead
Some might fall in jail, others runnin' from
So you want use this one open the mic yeah
So wetin I suppose do now?
Make I just dey drop bazz
How you see am Master
See see I know say I no get
the charges, back to the wall, I fight regardless
Screaming, "Fuck the law," my life is lawless
That's what you call it
Ain't got to be no psychic to see this
Look out there man, I've got the mad man blues
I come home last night around nine o'clock
I knew you weren't there, baby,
'Cause I knock
said, "You're a monster!"
Yeah, that's how I feel
To be down, you must appeal
To the crew, we're rated R
O.C., OG, Bobby Johnson son
Ask me,
Clover Geez, ain't got no money nigga
You see everybody pieced up, cause we ain't broke nigga
What you know about the South, diamonds up in our mouth
go back and just make it new
She pulled out my heart and it's tiffany blue
Blue racks in my pocket a lot of em too
I know you just wanna get rich with
다 계산해 아직 못한 pay back
높이 쌓아야 해 cheese 백배로
무대로 버는 앨범은 zero 새로 계획 세워
Pedal to the metal 또 이제로
만들어 나의 season 겹친
C-O-V-I-D 19 좁아 설자리
So fuck
watching my back
Blood on the whip clutching a strap
Try it and walk up and see if it's cap
Ain't know you before the album you ain't getting dap.
Finna
don't have a chance at rapping
Man, you must be capping
I got flow like a ocean do
Leave effects like a potion brew
Stir you up until you're feeling blue
it, I'm out the closet, I got a lot a pride
But I'm just getting by
So what do you expect me to do?
I'm out here trying to learn myself while I'm trying
reggae, Dance my blues
The blues, the blues
Na turn by turn life dey do
Dey do, dey do
Oya my madam
Dance for me my madam
I like how you gbalam
I
Yeah be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this shit by the way nigga
Some real shit right here nigga
This will be the realest shit you
Blue Avenue
To fellow fans of The Moody Blues
Music ©1980 By Carlton Lynn Jr.
Lyrics ©2020 By Carlton Lynn Jr.
There’s a place, not far from here
album's hot and your album's not
I done been getting movie deals
I done been getting paid like Vinzel
I done been by ?
And five double o's
And 1 2's
wrong, G-O for what you N-O
But be warn, never will I leave like a regular
Cause I'm a little better then the regular competitor
I use to see 'em
Yeah be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this shit by the way nigga
Some real shit right here nigga
This will be the realest shit you
need to say
I'll see you at 3 o'clock
The next time i see your face
It'll be at the drop off
You a square if you ain't that way
Can't catch me i'm
Workin' on the album at the same time, you know what I'm sayin?
Visionary boy (C Sick)
Yeah yeah, uh, yeah, we gon' do it for '96 (yeah)
We gon' do it
a lit wire
That split in the pit
Fibers and bzzz you hit
By the "Gangsta Boogie"
Every ghetto it's the meadow never
Settle for your level
Kept it real-o
Here we go again
That's life
Ooh ooh ooh alright
Can't you see that it's raining (Hold up)
Can't you see that it's pouring
They just wanna see
intimate
You see
All I had to give was given
Pickin' up my pen and ventin'
Seems to do the trick
I'm livin' just so
I complete my mission
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