Lyrics:
chase it
Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh (ooh)
You would think it's white rice by the way we spoon (white rice)
Shut the blinds and we sleep 'til noon (night,
of lupus, cancer, lucimia, epilepsy, m.s,
or sickle cell anemia
All at the same time and the call is a slaign n9ne
Caught by a serial killer with a saw
We used to smoke cigarettes
And drink beer by the fire
When life gets full of stress
We start chasing desires
We used to smoke cigarettes
And drink
friends I had
With half-damp eyes I stared to the room
Where my friends and I'd spent many an afternoon
Where we together weathered many a storm
friends I had
With half-damp eyes I stared to the room
Where my friends and I'd spent many an afternoon
Where we together weathered many a storm
friends I had
With half-damp eyes I stared to the room
Where my friends and I spent many an afternoon
Where we together weathered many a storm
something in the room (there's something in the room)
It's lurkin' in the shadows (Llrkin' in the shadows)
Staring through the darkness
Man I don't know
She sits by the fireside,
The room is so warm.
Her children are sleeping,
She waits in their home.
Passing the time.
Passing the time.
this shit for ollie
The world wanna stop me
I don't feel nobody
Call me white killer to the max
For the shine Ima go black
Black out in the projects
Wu
Tang killer with the CREAM
Kill a beat, kill a fleet
Killer with the free
This is how we do it yes it's L-O-G-IC
I'm out in LA
This is how we do it
Then come to me secretly
And with your silken feather
And with your silken feather
Open your rooms, open your rooms
Never, in fact, as he gazed amazed
got these politicians running their game to regain power
While our whole black community sours
Crime rate towers, plagued by white powders
And they
dudes should offer forgiveness
'cause frontin' like you ill gets yourself torchered by killers
in Newyork I'm the realest
predicted by fortune
The town where she was born
Like town where I was born
Was built by white settlers seeking gold and other treasures
Like me she feels
beside you
Started rhyming, then you left the room and didn't say goodbye or nothin'?
Like you mad that someone else was white and tried to rhyme
He was just an old country doctor
In a little country town
Fame and fortune had passed him by
Though we never saw him frown
As day by day in his
the shit with a rusty screwdriver, BLAOWW!!
[I'll fuckin]
[I'll fuckin
I'll fuckin hang you by your fuckin dick
off a fuckin twelve sto-story building out
like Sade
I'm pulling up in that Benzo
Sweatshirt by Kenzo
My killers blow, we ain't friends ho
Rob the plug if our ends low
Got some old heads still
Yeah, a white witch and a sick bitch
And a twisted hoe out the front door
With a razor i might tase ya
Or fucking slice ya i did knife ya
'Cause I really
could handle it
I've got a feeling that you've never been in a room that was really so clouted
You just whispered that you want to leave and I like
a shadow of ominous gloom
The dark side of the moon
Everybody's caught up in the dance of the room
Bo Jo and the boys blasting out killer tunes
The sax is
death was set up
By her blood to this day
We was steady sending paper to her they just flip the page
She was surround by her killer
They and they put my
we were doing before
12 o'clock at the freezy hospital room,
And I’m afraid of telling how i really feel about you
Getting older as the days went by
worried, cause he strapped Tony up
Seven days of running he already turned it up
He got Pauly burnin' up, he ready to ride
He know Tony a killer but he
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