Lyrics:
coming ready to send it up I leave you suffering the damages and wrapped up in the bandages You can't reverse this merciless verse and I drop rip circles
blues, house & soul
In the mix
Bullheaded with the goal
Deep pan to the left
When the camera roll
I found my role
My sleeves are rolled
Like a young Barack
him anywhere
There was a video camera sitting on the coffee table
We're ready to fight
We woke up at 7:00 in the morning
And we have to get the fuck out
Y'all ready? Yeah
When ya ride shotgun in the bench seat of my truck
(Vroom, vroom)
When ya wear my shirt in the morning when you just wake up
zandloper
Ik heb zelfs een extra reserveband over
Mocht 't echt uit de hand lopen
Ready voor de reis once upon a time
In Zwollywood Rico Tarantino
In
Hey, from the end to the intro, meaning the beginning (of what?)
So I got the microphone one-two, one-two, here I go again
Ready (to what?), to do
time-bomb
Until I'm up on MTV waving, saying, "Hi Mom"
Grab your video cameras and get your Nikons
Making history from the second they flip the lights
and everybody, turn it up and start the party
We got it rolling, never slowing down
Lights, camera, action, start the party now
I know you're ready there's no
disappear
I'll just fly away from here
So I come to your event
In my well rehearsed mystique
I show up an hour late
But I've been ready for a week
such a little ham I love a fool with a camera
But his game was a sham, I grabbed my ho from Alabama:
We take the stage, ready to rage
Movin' Oklahoma
I sit here patiently, I'm waiting for another pose
Looking straight at the camera, but she doesn't know what it's for
But she smiles anyway
She
invented the impossible
Orson Welles gospel hostile times lay near
The album 2004 video camera digital, that sucks... humans in
Experiment on - Do
snapshot; it's in the camera void
Now it's on the cracking walls, so beautiful and real
She goes to sleep as the earth I stand on falls
Into the sleep
everywhere
Spend the night baby
I don't care
See we got all night
We gon have some fun
Can we make a movie?
Got the camera on
Baby you're gon be
everywhere
Spend the night baby
I don't care
See we got all night
We gon have some fun
Can we make a movie?
Got the camera on
Baby you're gon be
testin' the family
Play the eddie cane with your petty game
Breakin' ya un-ready friend when you fuck with who-freddy sein
Nigga dip off blood, I get that
nerve, go get
The camera, get the picture, I'm laughin' at why'all for tryin' to ball,
Wit yo mug on me, movin' a million mutha fuckas strappin murder
Hey, from the end to the intro meaning the beginning (of what?)
So I got the microphone one-two, one-two here I go again
Ready (to what?), to do
I can't take it no more
Fuck you niggas
Fuck you bitches
Fuck this rap shit
Nigga don't ask me for shit
I'm sick of all the cameras
Fuck all
and everybody, turn it up and start the party
We got it rolling, never slowing down
Lights, camera, action, start the party now
I know you're ready there's no
Lights, camera, action, start the party now
I know your ready there's no need to wait
Nows the time for us to celebrate
Start, start the party (Let's
africa, side by side with a panther,
Mad dogging all national geographical cameras,
Deep meditation in a scrap yard, with two rottweilers on guard,
You're leaving in a hurry
Ready to move on now
I'm standing on the pavement
Calling from the outside
This cannot be happening
I never saw it coming
cameras and the action /
(VERSE 4: Dandy)
I'm juss getting started,
Thou i've been about it,
No more time for mercy,
Watches down a PRO juss got in.
I see
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