Lyrics:
of a kind
(A Skag) But the girl is robbin' you blind
So hey if the girl don't give no play
Fellas out there, here's what you say
She's a Skag she's a Skag
on everybody Clap your hands Do your dance
There's a party going on here Live from Munchkin land
Until the Wickety Witch came and they almost ran (Oh No!)
why the whole crew abandoned ship
I'm lost in arctic, lucky my soul cold
Brain melted in by soul glo
Me, myself, my palm in this cold world
You go girl!
Because my woman is fine as wine
And she goes by the name of Louis Line
But she didn't come here with me this time
I'm feeling real sad, but not that bad
chickens for the sushi
Must've been the Creed Cologne
For baby girl to read my zone
Or them red monkey jeans
They made her wanna ring my phone
There
to side
A party from always side to side
The only one,......
There os nothing to do.
The only one,......only one,
Don't you say nothing for lies.
Wicked
and there's time to open your eyes
She said, just as the warmth of a kiss brings the love alive
Its right by here by the fire where the answers lie
The trouble
market so don't try to bargain
Drippin', Im frozen I feel like the arctic
Surrounded by green like I chill in the garden
My red and white stripes on my
saw the hippies cross.
By Herc on Technique needles syncopated time was on time,
The same time as the Beatles.
I was up there watching James Brown's
bleed from it quite a lot
and there's a sore on my tongue
I'll stop talking the second I'm done
and there's a hole in my lung
there's nobody here and all
There's a noble fleet of whalers
They're sailing from Dundee
Manned by British sailors
That take them o'er the sea
On a western ocean passage
acting like me
On a day were I bother to be good enough
To keep my demons in check
On a leash that extend from the Arctic to China
Okay
I know that it
They dancing to the gunshots
They think they'll never hit the floor
How many monkeys were there jumping in the bed
Playing with they tools knocked each
hide the room key We here to the evening, there's no Ceilings
Not a feeling', cash, revealing, Got my grills in cheesing flow Leaving', y'all freezing
And calling each other names like dork
There's people on the street
Getting diseases from monkeys
Yeah, that's what I said
They're getting diseases from
a crack lighter
Nigga you stupid riding by trying to blast me
Cause my window got the glass from a taxi
[Chorus]
bent too
By a nigga that'll make ya sick
You know me *scratch**scratch**scratch* , Yeah
Now let me tell you about a party that I threw last year
Niggas
This letter won't make it to you in time
Introverted by your distance from me, and by mine
But the chameleons who sift through the trees
Are
that I crafted
Open up a deadly venom style to be mastered
By a psychopathic, way beyond an average
Joe, with a hellafied flow, there ya have it
What's
crafted
I'm another deadly venom style to be mastered
By a psychopathic, way beyond an average
Joe, with a hellafied flow, there ya have it
What's that
too far from home too far from
from your cozy little bed there
with an angry little moan
think of hitting me harder
shoot me back into the
past that
and grandmasters of iambic pentameter
How are your chains, do they make you behave
Keep you over here, by your overseer
Fallen from grace down from heaven
it now I’ve gone too far
I left my sky without your star
For another day, yeah
Now I give a little more and take a little less
From the monkey on my
Monkeys
I’ve been standing here for ages
Watching the monkeys in their cages
And there’s one that comes right up to the wire
He’s looking hard at me
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