Lyrics:
you just board an ocean liner?
Fancy meeting you here!
Didn't we agree that our affair was too frantic,
And we'd both feel good divided by the wide
the gallery
With someone else's rig
I know, I understand
I watch my body hauled off
By the local garbage man
[Chorus]
We're cool, we're cold
We're
You know if I'd seen her comin'
I'd probably tried to hide
But I came around the corner
And she caught me by surprise
There was no ice cold
turned and began to scream at Floyd
said "You think you're pretty mean"
And though she was as thin as a small string bean
She slammed him in the face
being followed by the hogs
One time's on my motherfuckin' line
Why the fuck the swine had to get behind a nigga like me
They must think it's a G
a murder after midnight
(There's gonna be a killin after midnight)
(You can say this one's a murder by a lunatic)
Say what?
3 or 4 minutes
of the last brave man
Made man, Cuban Link chain of command
Authorized fam', hot like Sahara sand
My live team turn the club to a crime scene
High beams
of lonliness
It's written by the poison pen
Voices break before they bend
The door is slammed
It's over, once again
But nobody's buying flowers from
She stole my heart just by the way that she smiled
I couldn't resist so I grabbed her butt
She said what's wrong with you fool are you some kind
She stole my heart just by the way that she smiled
I couldn't resist so I grabbed her butt
She said what's wrong with you fool are you some kind
to say, "Hi"
Did you stop?
No, I just drove by
Kept on pursuing to the next stop
I bust a left and I'm heading to the next block
That block was dead
mashed potatoes
(Gangsta Gri-Zillz)
French-fry niggas, I bench, then
Fire niggas bye, niggas!
Wet 'em up like rivers now, flow by, niggas
I'm dripping-dry
ass, ho
Peter-rolled by Koopsta, Crunchy, Juice, Paul, Boo and Scarecrow
Ho, it's a whole lotta demons in my world today
Which means you run into
Touched by the sun
The sepulcher is moved to its new monumental home
He will be reformed and returned faithfully to metal thrones
Bones from the Sahara
with me through it all?
Nobody!
The Moscow Circus
Hired me to fly trapeze
On Mount Olympus,
Ran a race with Hercules
It's easy when you're chased by
with me through it all?
Nobody!
The Moscow Circus
Hired me to fly trapeze
On Mount Olympus,
Ran a race with Hercules
It's easy when you're chased by
through it all?
Nobody!
The Moscow Circus
Hired me to fly trapeze
On Mount Olympus,
Ran a race with Hercules
It's easy when you're chased by killer bees!!
Erotic figure laboratory; from a nymph to a satyr.
Sand French Girls Tears Don’t Say No,
Victorian erotica,
A romantic song,
Hidden in the Sahara
a strange magnetic pull
Like a homing signal in your skull
And you sail by the stars of the hemisphere
Wondering how in the hell did you end up here?
is foolish, that was my views
I'm back at it, the rap addict, by any means
We gon' get these stacks accurate, no skinny jeans
Say he ain't a star,
This is a story of Berto and the Fiend
Told to us by the Ghostface Killah
I remember the fiend, I remember the fiend fucked Berto up
The fiend
Sometimes huh
Woahh, sometimes
Sometimes
Sometimes I wish that the time go by
Sometimes I wish that the time dont fly
Sometimes I don't know what I
to say, "Hi"
Did you stop?
No, I just drove by
Kept on pursuing to the next stop
I bust a left and I'm heading to the next block
That block was dead
The others who were not those "them"
I can't forget how you laughed
But not the front row not enough
In the play directed by them
Don't get your name's only
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