Lyrics:
in my court of Camelot. I must speak with your
lord and master.
GUARD #1: What, ridden on a horse?
ARTHUR: Yes!
GUARD #1: You're using
the same
This world is cold
Everybody I know be trying to take
My place up in this game
You won awards and not bringing no battles
The body would die by
showin' up to work in a Balenciaga coat
Price on my head, got your life 'round my neck (yeah)
Put a brown kid in the Southside Rex' and me is what you'll
normally, but strange ringed like that in black.
It doesn't get much better, your voice can get just ripped up shouting in vain,
Maybe someone hears what
head
I’m paranoid of living in a life with no meaning
I’m paranoid of chasing a dream no achievement
I’m paranoid but I’m finding my way through
a gold digger
(When I'm in need) But she ain't messin' with no broke niggas
(I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head, get down
(I gotta leave) Get down
a gold digger
(When I'm in need) But she ain't messin' with no broke niggas
(I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head, get down
(I gotta leave) Get down
Hey Tell Me About The People
Hey Hey What About The People
All day long they're lyin in the steeple
Don't know where they're runnin from the maker
Look
time say kei yadosh
Kei yadosh kalamba yandei
Say hey hey hey
Hey hey hey You alone
You alone are worthy of praise
That's what it means in English You
thirteen year old boobs
I'd hang out by the junior
High like my dad does
Tom: Hey
You know what I learned in fifth grade?
Mark: What's that
Your dad has
advise you listen to that voice in the back of your head
It's like I'm paranoid looking over my back
It's like a whirlwind inside of my head
It's like
You can dance to it or just move your head!
Soon everybody's gonna be
Listenin' to this, man! Even White people!
But then it'll go too far
And rap will
to be alert
The heat, when I spit the heat
I see smiling people happy dancing in the street
I see niggas hating in the shadows of the trees
I see niggas
to me
I'm annoyed
By the voices in my head
They are a thousand bitches
And I feel like shit is going down
What the fuck I feel like drown
Holy cow
Ima
clapped
Black was in the Jeep watchin
All these scenes speed by
It was a brown Datsun
And yo nobody in my hood got one
That clown cat's through, blazin
what stressed me first
Or how the pressure was fed
But I know just what it feels like
To have a voice in the back of my head
Like a face that I hold
ready-Freddie on guitar
To me a way of life, now
Music is alive
I am sister Rosie, hey
Jump in with the crowd, now
Music is alive
I know (I know), I
of what happens
When you put amazing thinkers in
A room together and eliminate what they
Normally do and all the
Cliches that people slip into and challenge
All you bitches got me paranoid
Photograph visions I snap like it's Polaroid
Smile and say cheese but don't make a noise
In a dark room with white
Remix
I'm peepin' the ways you just be creepin'
And poppin' up in all those special places that I frequent
And ooh, you be doin' your thing, what
Paranoid or just aware
Your worst fear comes from anywhere
It's all in my head
But is it real
Paranoid or just aware
Your worst fear comes from anywhere
It's
you feel like a wimp
Talkin' 'bout what you was buildin' and shit
Got you all up in your feelings and shit
Problem is, she addicted to the real nigga
naw, she's not busted
He just wanted to smack
Her on the ass a few times
And say, "Hey, what's up, girl?"
Get out of bed and I clear up my head and
I
But my lawyers told me settle this (settle this)
Even though it's bullshit (it's bullshit)
Kelly, protect your career
All these people in my ear
I
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