Lyrics:
be talking out your neck we aim for nothing but the head
He was on sidewalk still got tricked out the streets
I'm in the hood hitting corners dont give
juice
Man, watch out, pay the drill, put these pipes out
Man, you know the deal, pay the bill or it's lights out
What he sayin? Talkin' shit, we'll cut
pink
Til she see them blue bills
Yeah my life is too real
I had people switch up on me
Hurt me still
I had people say they love me
But they ain't here
So we can touch the sky
Oooo, im puffin that power girl
I'm not insecure so I'm feeding off the power girl
Bubbles in the air, blinded by reflections
of clearness and love
so Poseidon fell in love with her
and built a shrine on the mountains above
surrounded by a golden wall
and inside he placed his holy
care
Two in spin and one is still
Eyes now burn
Sound intensified
Eardrums blow
Delirious delirium!
He never solved the riddle
Never tried
and turn the lights out
And let her know her grandchild is a baby, and not a paycheck
Private school, daycare, shit medical bills I pay that
I love your
[Verse 1]
They say the top ain't acting funny
He ain't holla'd a day
He got the top back, you know his new Z28
Holla at ya (BOY!) with the 8 of us 8
But
Carrie-astic nightmares have wrung
Dire dead dreams have gently begin tV
Slipped into my sleep as a snake
Envenoming my sheets by cold sweaty lakes
Where he
made no money, 'cause you're nervous (uh-uh, huh)
Pull up on ya, I might really close your curtains (uh-uh)
Heard he tryna cop a plea, but I told 'em
brutality
Say, “Right by Might is Liberty,
All hail the war machinery
But if you wag that flag at me
You'll fly it at half-mast, sirs.
Every one's collectin'
brutality
Say, “Right by Might is Liberty,
All hail the war machinery
But if you wag that flag at me
You'll fly it at half-mast, sirs.
Every one's collectin'
gotswa Jozi, Pirara, Mdubaba, Kurara, overseas
We all just lounging ko morago
This is how we’re going to do it check
Re jele easy (Ayo le etsang)
Chitse
a river down in Austin won’t matter if his father is a doc
Nigga! Feet dangling from a small stretcher
Convo interrupted by a small heckler
Cause the boy
bitch head if that shit ain’t V12
I rather slurp on greens nigga than make a bitch squirt
Fact is I ain’t never met no bitch who could ride me cum
They
floors
weed, dope, and dice by the door
crush anything that'll cause a threat
talk to the bookie secure the bet
never with leniency he won't agree with me
my third eye, get on the track and catch the holy ghost
I got that Chocolate City young litty swag. You know I gotta let em know
The last of s dying
Where I belong
See the good lord giveth and he taketh away
If this is my ending I'll be okay
When you forget me and the memories fade
Don't put no roses
hides
That's how a proven fact is simply denied
I am a victim, a victim of time
Victimized by the victory of viciousness the system revised
They say
you like matches do
I got females in my dungeon, about fifty batches full
They're all ready to get skinned, kid, their flesh is gettin' pinned
By
Yo, the westerm hemisphere, soften
Your mind, relax, so it sinks
I'm deep as thinks by Buddah priests
And Chinks with mystical links
The science
satanist at night
Invocate the crucified
To hell he went, My testament
Onward into war we ride
We raise the cross, the sacrament
In fire born, my soul is
of
loose-lipped-head-trips
All At Once You Unzipped
Written by Bill Lloyd and Diana Haig
(BMI) UniversalKung Fu Grip Music Queen
well
He had it coming but why does no one care
Louis Walsh can grab a woman
By the bum on telly?
Like it's something socially acceptable
I hope I never
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