Lyrics:
nights in the spot
Won't you come to me? Come to me
Runnin' through the city, gettin' rich
Thirty shot clips with the flick of the wrist
Don't nobody move,
some flicks
I want to wake up with a woman, not wake up with a...huh
I want to follow my dreams, not get stuck in a line
'Cause by the time I reach
of fear and dissension
Fuelled by anger and hate
And rage and disdain
And any other definition of the word wELCOME
Can i get a "c"?
And if you hit me
A blood-stained shirt
I feel like I'm always being
Chased by the devil
I tried to talk but I can't seem
To get my spoken words right
And I t-t-t-t-t-t-try
Forgot I’m married unsettled remember what mama tell me
It get blurry wins followed by rains be wary
Get carried away following whims get buried
twenty
Sense it and get slapped by the big bap (grr, grr, grr, grr)
You could still get done by my flick-shank, dip that
If I flip that, man wig 'dat
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Oi, I'm that uncs shellin' out them dunks
Like I got the twenty-three on the front
Or I got
Don't get no glue on me
I done gassed this hoe up, now she gettin' rude on me
It's over, I'm cool, on me
Death by a motherfuckin' diamond, bet my chain
The fuck you sweating on my final choice?
Aussie rules baby, fact is, the goals is beside the points
You dig? I'm deep, they shovel you shit by the week
We
waiting.
Next stop I'm getting off to relive my 80's drama flick.
You are gone. tomorrow I'll call in sick.
Many days that I remember sitting by the phone,
when this thug start
Tell it on moi, ya never been raised by proper stars
Foolin' ya self tryna claim what's ours
I'm international wid magical flows
mumble
get your ass kicked by my rhyme karate flick
cause yeah i'm slick changing my mike into a magicstick
s.a.s.p.osse crossover dope tracks
Standing in line
To see the show tonight
And there's a light on
Heavy glow
By the way I tried to say
I'd be there, waiting for
Dani the girl
Flyin' with a limit, you a paper plane
Bitch, I'm in my bag I'm in a single lane
I just wanna bill it by the ocean (ocean)
Smokin' all my worries 'til
Francs
Missed planes, tryin get change
Swiss rolls by the shipload
Six O's, like the Crip gang
Switch hoes by the zip code
Fist glow like a fish tank
'Cos man like jaykae where have you been?
'Cos man like jaykae where have you been?
So first thing's first
Let me start by saying yo RIP to my
G's
Let my orange dick spit
I got a dog named Kubrick, it's obvious I like his flicks
Filming 'em with human chicks, if that's a sin
Let him poke this
But your quick to take a flick
By my side as you take my hand, givin' the fake smile
But I peeped you for awhile
Ease off selecta when the B.D.
just a victim punk you'll get stuck.
By a brother with a evil vengence.
And when I say Eiht kills, boy I meant this.
And if your caught in the crossfire
picture
One flick of that switch could kill you
Will we ever feel the ecstasy of free thought
[Chorus:]
How can we fight without a mission
And will
rolling like 26 inches
I'm feeling like I can fuck 26 bitches
Talking shit bout the set get you 26 stitches
Took flicks of the room sent his mama all da
quick to take a flick
By my side as you take my hand, givin the fake smile
But I peeped you for awhile
Ease off selecta when the B.D. pulled your file
to find these records he used
DIZZY: He makes hits with the flick of a wrist
ANDYCAT: Einstein's taking off
DIZZY: Let me put it like this
There's not
school out
First of all, for the record, Scarface jail cats
Cultured by stretch it but name it, rather socialize
Eyes never lies, these guys tell me
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