Lyrics:
much slurp, it's a buffet
Yo Rory, what's the fuckin' story?
Dumb like Dory
Eh Sheli, same for you
Y'all movin' like some Tory's (that's fax)
And I'm
Colli park
Who
Mike Jones
Who
Mike Jones
Smurf
You did the fool with this one baby
I got hurricane chris (say girl, say girl)
And right now
what ya please (hey)
The lap of luxury is what you'll be laying in just respect
The playa and the game that hes playing in (for real)
I can show
to the soul of Marvin
To bring back the promise, it's Black Market
[Interlude: William Cooper]
Chill, Priest, yo chill
'cause you got William Cooper in here
tight
I'm flying by the seat of my pants
So at the end of the night
Your records come alive
And beg for the daylight
(Muad'Dib) And five miles..
(Felix)
from Quincy Jones
Or George Benson
What you fighting for?
Okay, look, look
Let me understand this
You've been living through life
Like a humble bandit
I
a piece of pizza
You can't be where I be dawg
You need a Visa
Come on chief we for
Please believe it
I will squeeze and leave ya
All bullets stay
[Verse 1: Jim Jones]
There was no love for us (nope)
So we did what we did just to make a buck played around we're fucking nuts (crazy)
Hope them
for you all
Why when Oscar Grant got murdered
We didn't hear a peep from y'all?
We appreciate the way you
Delegate for Henry Gates
But what about your
Never gave fuck bout the politics but imma show em I'm leading by following
I'm just prayin' for wisdom to handle my business
I don't know my place up in
aint got the power to fight
You gotta stand up and breathe
Just breathe and sing
I want freedom for all not some yes I wanna live in a world where all
CAME HERE FOR
THEY'VE GOT ME THROUGH IT BEFORE
BY GEORGE
IT'S STRAIT OR JONES FOR SURE
MIGHT AS WELL PLAY NOTHN'
IF YOU DON'T PLAY SOMETHIN' BY GEORGE.
that I rock is supreme you know it ain't regular
I come to collect all my money and checks for the team making plays through the cellular
She know im
the love, forget the rest (you can do it)
Release, repressed, suppressed, regressed
Redirect all that anger (to me)
Give it to me (to me), give it to me
to the show
Got some friends
Well I hope you can bring them
By the end of the night
You'll know I'm right
You need to believe me
Writing rhymes dropping songs
The red and blue they come for you
Undercover man he going find you
You better watch your back when they roll by
Cause if you look wrong bullets will fly
to explore
I'm living cuase I'm young
Call me Indiana Jones
Temple hit the run
Being chased by what's unknown
They looking for this gold
She play enime meeny
interviews
No interludes
I been wishing
For for sumn beneficial
Been official, no more issues
My mind's Luigi in his trap house
Hit the flashlight on my
and memories are all that we have
To remind us of yesterdays
INTERLUDE
VERSE 3
So how can it be we’re happy and free?
Whilst others are living in fear
So you men
sure you would have
Fit right in with those
Skeletal servants of mine!
You've some prowess
For the first time in ages
Perhaps I'd best employ all of my
holy,
was instead the Sinful Witch,
indeed
And the EL・DO・RA・DO
you've always been
looking for, actually
was instead the frightful
Hell, indeed
<Interlude
As I went down for to take a little walk
I came upon that Wild Bill Jones
He was a walking and a talking by my true lover's side
And I bid him
off the Seagram's, the Joseph E. Seagram sons
[Chorus]
[Interlude]
Put a fire out now they're suckin me soft
And now they're all on the table drunk
thrill by tha grill with Sil
This shit you gotta feel
This shit is fire for real
This shit designer real
This head behind tha wheel
This a Boss Fight
This
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