Lyrics:
You wanna wop in my bed
You read like Oliver stone
Now she won't leave me alone
Now she won't leave me alone
Now she won't leave me alone
Now she
as you think
A moment of silence with words that he heard on the phone
Strapped up just like a Platoon, won't find no Oliver Stone
He had four
may be on this road but
We're just impostors in this country you know
So we go along and we said we'd fake it
Feel better with Oliver Stone
Till I
may be on this road but
We're just impostors in this country you know
So we go along and we said we'd fake it
Feel better with Oliver Stone
Till I
and Spielberg and Oliver Stone
Yakko: Shirley MacLaine and Sylvester Stallone.
Wakko: Francis Ford Coppola, Hepburn and Tracy
Dot : Robert Zemeckis and Martin
Schwarzenegger's doing King Lear
Oliver Stone does next Home Alone
Means he's getting paid an arm and a leg
The budget goes crunch but his name packs punch
So
homage
To the man I plan is holding all the knowledge
In five minutes of funk off my tounge, read the label shown
Is it Pete Rock or Oliver Stone
feet
There's a movie on TV
I've been meaning to see
It's by Oliver Stone
Oh baby baby
Won't you come with me
Set your mind at ease
Set your spirit free
about money
But lil' homie, that credit ain't second to bread
I wanted to be Scarface then Sosa
As I got grown, thought of Oliver Stone
'Cause if you
it's mink coats and Cristal, just ask Capone
We play the game like mobsters, Oliver Stone flicks
Based on a true story, it's Nore'
And all of my
and Cristal, just ask Capone
We play the game like mobsters, Oliver Stone flicks
Based on a true story, it's Nore'
And all of my niggaz buck for me,
the circumstance of the moment.
Black Tony Montana, Oliver stone scripted my life in a summer, carry katanas test me if you wanna, viciously murder anyone that’s
along and we said
we'd fake it
feel better with
Oliver Stone
till I
almost smacked him -
seemed right that night and
I don't know what
takes hold
out
like the Torah
And then I broke the scripts down
Spread the word to my Diaspora
Aye Yo Mahki I write lines like I'm
Francis Ford Coppola
Oliver Stone
makin
Turn you to a number one
Fan when I get you naked
Tongue all over ya body
Like a vacation
VVS Oliver Stones
We don't do basics
Treat her pussy
Like
a movie, on that Oliver Stone
Now he's working for respect
But that will never be easy
Cause when you living honest
People might treat you sleazy
But that's
his uniform
Pumping gas on his way home
Spit in the face by a middle-aged mom
Misinformed by Stanley Kubrick & Oliver Stone
Choices I thought were
to Costco
Than live life running races with a lost ghost
Hit the pause button
Need a stop zone
I ain't Oliver stone maybe Picasso
If I don't keep moving
Then
conspiracies than an Oliver Stone movie and more cliffhangers than Dynasty, Falcon Crest, Dallas and General Hospital
That's why my Young are so damn Restless
I
and wicked dreamin
Night after night be havin a nigga straight plottin
Like "Oliver Stone" out to get a grip of his own
And it's on and ain't no fakin niggas
the back
Of the unmarked van destination unknown
In league with the intrigue a la Oliver Stone
for starting revolutions 33 1/3
"You're mine now," was all
Platoon director Oliver Stone
Lecture mister preacher with religious fever
I'm Hell bent on repenting do
A sentence for you disbelievers
And I ain't saying
trainato da mere pulsioni
Rubens, Kafka, Becken, Rofko, Hitchcok, Jhonson, Michael Jackson
Hinter Jung, Oliver Stone e Cher
Si divertono, si baciano
of you
Kid you on the way out like W oliver Stone
Get the robots to follow you home
Hold a mic to the side of
Your dome - we after ya
Another Keystone
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