Lyrics:
Interlude 5 lyrics: Lauryn Hill MTV Unplugged 2.0
You all doin' alright? You ok? I'm not screamin at ya, I'm just askin you a question. y'all givin'
forget to pick up some pampers and milk.
Also I chose pickles, and Ice Cream.
I think I'm pregnant, smile Kirk, your finally
Gonna be a father, oh yeah,
gonna be a father, oh yeah, and don't forget to
pick up your cape out the cleaners.
[Master P]
Mr. Kirk's enterprise will be beaming up out
never take the lead, I could never bob and weave
From a negative and letting them annihilate me
And it's evident I'm moving at a meteor speed
Finna run
by dimwits in the night like Akhlaq
But i'ma make it sure that i never cut the beef
(achoo) I just sneezed and gave you venereal disease
I'm so sorry
Yea
How you doin
I go by the name P.R
Prince Ramzee' dats correct
Say what
Well
When they ask me where im from
I say the struggle
They say
to fight on my card
I give the type of choppin' that should be barred
I'm gonna shoot beyond the stars, you try and disregard
My shit is hard!
something good
But I shoulda had another mechanic under my hood
If you see me walking by you, boy, don't you even speak
Pretend you on the sofa and I'm
wait
Can't wait girl
I can't wait
Hey
Tryna go on a date?
I'm gonna pick you up because I'm tryna penetrate
Me and you ménage à troising with my best
heep of trouble
Double crossed by the law so theres nobody to run to
Yeah its just me and my sawed off shotgun
Outlaw call him Leather Face
I'm headed
gonna be, out of here. It's gone. It's 715. There's a new home run champion of all time and it's Henry Aaron."
"Well, I'm not a crook"
"Here's
to the Record Lord
Come down...
[Wait a minute why'all wait a minute
Let's get serious for a minute
why'all havin' fun, I'm havin' fun
Everybody
Steadfast, you know I'm staying loose
Swinging for the fences, like I'm Bob Abreu
I come in dead last, I'm not gonna chase you
Don't want to make it
something good
But I shoulda had another mechanic under my hood
If you see me walking by you, boy, don't you even speak
Pretend you on the sofa and I'm
the scriptures I’ve written is what I give to you
We all got big dreams and I’m a dreamer too
Boy you just wait I know you gonna be something
You gonna be great
Riding round with my niggas
Listening to bob dylan
Bitch Im in my building
Imma make five children
Yall don't know how I'm feeling
I just hope a smile heal
Shabadoo huh?
We gonna kick it like this to the Eastside L.B.C.
Fuck I heard it was uh... D.P.G.
Bob Shane/Tom Drake/Miriam Stafford
Chorus:
Run Molly, run (oh, Molly). Run Molly, run. Long John's gonna beat you, beneath the shinin' sun.
Long
Feeling like a bomb
When my stress blow up when
I just wanna bob
With my head go dumb no
I don't see the problem
I'm just too numb but
You the one who
out-a New York, Philadelphia P A
Pittsburgh wheelin', West Virginia all the way
Rollin through Ohio, gonna make it to Kentucky
Gonna make it by
Bill ain't a sucka
Part one tripped y'all out part two is a motherfucker
Gimme some bob and I'll start by killing me
I'm dead so pass the bob G
Is you gonna Ride With Me, is you gonna Ride With Me (I want to know)
I can take you where you want to be, you just gotta wait and see (I'm picking you
They can use they dick for a pencil
I'm known for snatchin' purses
And bombin' churches
I get more pussy by accident than
Most niggas get on purpose
I
know why cause I was
Frivolous but now I’m a saver
I’m a hustler by nature
I can sell bread to a baker
Sell a fence to my next door neighbour
I wanna buy
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