Lyrics:
for you
I won't crucify the things you do
I won't cry for you see, when you're gone
I'll still be Bloody Mary
Love now scream poses
: m YEEEEEEAH!
We
motherfucker's could never do
The things I, The R the Y, the
A the N, Daz D did bitch
You couldn't ever fade me i'm not a sucker
I treat you like a serious trick
check in to it
But the problem is people are
Lookin' right through it
You got Wild Style
Style Wars comin' on strong
Charlie A henry and the list goes
West
What up
How are you?
I'm awesome
I know you're doing a ton
Of interviews right now, this
Is the first time you've been to Amp radio
So I have
Love Life Live
Come play the game, our world is free
Do what you want but scream
We know a place where the nights are hot
It is a house of funk
, you're playing it like you never did
Should try to get employed by what you dig
Ya' see, I just like all different kinds of music
Name a genre, I'm
that
Metaphorically we are the chief of police, you're rock n roll
And we're positive you stole more than just the radio
Now it's 2, 1, and we are
can't stand it
Wanna be down with the Day-Glo
Knocking on my door, saying, "a yo yo"
Knocking on my door, saying, "a yo yo"
"I got a funky new tune
poses
I wanna you
But if I do, then I might miss you, bcbe
It's complicated and stupid
Got my squeezed by scxy Cupid
Guess he wants to play, wants
was weak now, you know I'd be lyin'
Suckers try to bite they try to pursue it
You explain to a musician, they know it but they can't do it
I got
the city looking
Back, you can actually
Pinpoint this transition, the very moment
Meek realized he could do this
Forever: he marked it
By cutting his hair
What are you gonna say
It's alright, it's alright
Ooh, baby, it's alright, it's alright
Alright now
Keep it right there, keep it right there
Yeah,
do the "Mudd Foot"
You gotta just kick it, it gotta be like flowin' y'know?
It gotta be flowin'!
I know everybody from Uptown, by the Apollo
Uptown
a Tasha
Request lines are now open, you see these MC's chokin'
And thinkin, "What's that shit they be smokin'?"
I'm so focused, simple chronic halitosis
play the game, our world is free
Do what you want but scream
We know a place where the nights are hot
It is a house of funk
Females and males
Both
This is your album, so that means you definitely got to get funky, so run it
[The D.O.C.]
Swinging, singing a brand new rap
On a rhythm concocted by
this man (Hell Rell)
Lemme hear a hook on this
Hook
J.R. Writer:
It's kinda hard to doubt that we ain't a slaughterhouse
Dip radio, you're now tuned in
to right, all night
My game's tight, I wish you might
Take a bite
Out of this here toxic, melodic, neurotic product
Fresh from the harvest
Who'll be
and you can't say (fuck)
I really think you want to hear it
But the radio stations, you see, they still gonna fear it
Yo, I thought this country was
We the best right now
Only God knows how
Must've saw me on TV yeah
Now you wanna be down
On the Radio repeating
Now you wanna cop a sound
Now you
leads back to you
Uh, I got that shit in my system, somebody gon' be my victim
Eh, so where you at with it? 'Cause I can't do it by myself, I need
right girl
I just want you to always be easy, and keep on shakin that thing
and I want you swingin it swingin it swingin
Tell me how now
Like
It's me and you, doing the sex
So now you know I'm just a freak
Give it up baby, I can't wait to weeks
I want it all, Don't say I won't
Get it girl, now
craze
Listen to us, I'm sure you'll be amazed
Big fun to be had by everyone
It's up to you, it surely can be done
Young and old are doing it, I'm told
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