Lyrics:
of nothing til the cows come home
And listen
Cross every T, dot most the I's
'Cause years grow wings and fly on by
And time slips through your fingers just
Fingers in your mouth, open up your blouse
Pull your G-string down South, aoowww
Threw that back out, in the parking lot
By a Cherokee and a green drop-top
doubt
Step out, show me what you all about
Fingers in your mouth, open up your blouse
Pull your G-string down South, aoowww
Threw that back out,
with your innocent facade[02:51.05]And pretend like the end was ordained by the gods[02:53.33]So come on[02:54.10]Now I'm spilling ink dropping bars
Chrome crosses cross my heart, I hope to die inside the Stoney
I surround myself with steppers cause I can't crease my Saucony's
Russell hands, a ring
a little investigation, humiliation
And if you cross your fingers
Perhaps retaliation
Know you rights
These are your rights
Know your
Know these rights
Don't mind a little
Investigation, humiliation
And if you cross your fingers
Rehabilitation
Know your rights
These are your rights
Wang
Know
Tonight we goin' out set the town on fire
Set the town ablaze, gonna stun and amaze
Ready to throw a craze
Make your granny shake her head and say "Those
black
Started off as friends
Look what we got into
Distracted by your looks it was so superficial
You had some potential
Cute smile with a dimple
Always
believed
The smile on your face the only thing I can't read
Left and now you back inside my life
It's gon' take more than that to set it right, though
is your day homey, now it's time to shine
If a player's only trickin', you can wine and dine
Stress free from the drama, better go get your ticket
brace
Playing the #LOVEGAME I set up for phony embrace
I left my phone at your place
Try to unlock and I promise your number erased
Tell them to give me
This is truth or dare, but your heart couldn't care
Oh, your heart couldn't care right now
Right now, right now
Right now, right now
Oh, your heart
in the flames
No help now as you fulfill his task
Chief of evil has got you by the ass
Set free to sit upon the throne
Just a dream, you're weeping
shop, and get the phat dough
Tired of y'all, mostly inspired by y'all
So what the deal now, blinking with us or put your shield down
Faggot, fuck fuck
Yeah,
Lay your head
And I know if the last summer sun
Sets pink tonight and the stars come out
And the vibes all right
It's just a lil daydream
But I
feet
Felt like I was floating
Finger pointing toward the
North star moving
Angelic Yell and tell the Neighbors cross fader
The Beat master is my father
a photograph
Nobody's getting the final laugh
There's not a soul i'd rather take
By my side to disintegrate
Your mother's awake
She's anxious
We made a mistake
You should really know by now
That if you look for problems
You will find them anywhere
You should really know by now
That if you cross somebody
He'll
Through summers long and
Winters cold
May you always have someone good to hold
And may good fortune wait on every bend
And may your winning streak
Only lived once, never lived up
Never set sights
Leave a desert, for an island, for a fix up
Need a fucking idol, but they dipped bruh
Tell me why
on the cross all my sins transferred
Made new by Your blood, You speak a betta word
Peace so real imma new creation
Peace so real imma new creation
This ain't
every bit yours and
Every bit mine
Love undefiled, unadulterated
Stripped with no shame left reserved
Broken and torn, crimson tainted
The cross took
can you do?
The playable unstopable ICP
Boy you can't fade me
Your game is too tuff is what you say
ICP stands for I Can Play
Any game set up by a barn
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