Lyrics:
my head
But I can’t tell you how feel cuz we’ll start right over again
I think about you every second of the day
My hands around your throat a smile
a second with me
Suits of black, rushing into the sea
Speak in silence and smile out loud
They don't have to be proud
Drawn by Tyche's spell
Dancing around
lbs every time you come around to see me
Know you miss my lips, I miss yours too
Our love taste sweet like kiwi
I, been watching you
You so fine girl,
been had the blick automatic
Niggas turn snake, can't believe that was my homie
I be pouring by the four, two times like I'm Kobe
Serving white like
take these beatings
Stop thinking
That he be looking down
ain't got time to fuck around
Bought business
Gotta stay consistent
I'm relentless
being here?
Who knows?
One day I hope to, once I leave this globe
But do I do it on my own time?
Or wait around until it surprises me
Like I'm diggin'
feel good in here
[Havoc:] Yeah!
[Verse 1:]
Second time around I'ma let the magic shoot
This time it's off the Havoc flute yeah
I'm a general
around this time of night
Ain't nun beating games with a cup of co
You got oven warming up a tray full of dough
Watching re runs of the Grinch that's yo
Trips around the sun
Didn't think that I would have another one
Got a second chance I outran the gun
47 Trips around the sun
Surrounded by people I
Now here's the perfect mix to let it bubble and foam
Wait three seconds, then watch the microphone get blown
It's the mischievous, lyrical genius
Make every one of them last
I'm loving living, taking it slow
Time goes by so fast
I was stuck in a rut, feeling chained down
Love came in my life
hey in a day
A week a month a year
A second a minute
An hour or a day
It's all the same
What's Time anyway
A day a week
A month a year
A second
a elephant
I move cars like spinnin rims
I'm in a class all by myself like the brown Eminem
Not to down Eminem, I fuck black bitches
Fuck white bitches, nigga
Yo, it goes on and on and on
All around the clock
2-4-7 like the hand on the watch
To the, tick-tock yah don't stop
To the, tick-tock yah don't
callin' me?
Well I checked my caller ID
It was just cousin Larry
Callin' for the third time today
My wife said "Let it go to voicemail"
I said okay
Where
And you can tell by the bodies that are left around
When some clown jumps up to get beat down
Broken down to his very last compound
See how it sounds?
the love
Spread the love, the love
So let me take a second, just a second of your time
Just a second of your time from singing
So, when I look around
You
When he comes a second time
And keep your head down don't ask questions
You see something
You can't explain
You just turn your ass around
And go
what do you think?
[Woman]:
That was you having sex with me.
[Adam Sandler]:
That's right and thanks for stoppin' by. Okay. Well, until next time this
all of the stars had aligned
By the second day we were stuck together like glue
If someone couldn't find me they'd go looking for you
Cause where you
motherfuckin questions it was time
somebody taught the stupid bitch a good lesson
I snuck in the house by the back door
it was like a scene from psycho
the bitch
from the Peas
Moving high velocity, no time to freeze
(Music, please)
It goes on and on and on
All around the clock
2-4-7 like the hand on the watch
'round and hit it)
fucked around and slipped and hit that pussy one mo' time
(I fucked 'round and hit it)
and got caught up in something that's worse than
This is me
Going around the block
For the second time
On my mind
Hoping the cops ain't see
Two suspicious
Paranoid out of my mind
This is me
Hopping
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