Lyrics:
Waiting for the eastern glow
The apples of the valley hold
The seeds of happiness
The ground is rich from tender care
Repay, do not forget, no, no
Dance in
where do they go
those shooting stars that fade away
does the man in the moon sit majestically still is he counting them as they pass one by one is he
the
Truth
I got the juice juice juice juice run up a bag i add by 2
I got the juice no oj mj hit em with the pump fake when i gotta eat i need a whole plate
of the time going by
They say in the end it's the wink of an eye
And when the morning light comes streaming in
You'll get up and do it again
Amen
Caught
of the time going by
They say in the end it's the wink of an eye
And when the morning light comes streaming in
You'll get up and do it again
Amen
Caught
for cash
And lookin' for ass, in the late night hour
This is for my people that's countin' they riches
And pickin' up bitches, in the late night hour
keep it tight
And if the head right, nigga there every night
This is for my niggas that's schemin' for cash
And lookin' for ass (In the late night
hear is mad gun play
I think I'm losing my mind
Every night, every day
All I hear is mad gun play
I think I'm losing my mind
It was a quarter to two,
them Hands up high
Never coming down
Whole damn night tender bringing more rounds more Rounds more rounds yeah we got more rounds
So anybody hating
Mike Love What Up? DJ Enuff
Foreal(Pharrell) That's my favorite producer by the way
That's why I had to rap on this 'cause
His tracks is Better Than
of trouble
All aboard, all aboard the Celestial Shuttle
For all those with the money, just tender up the fare
Just tender up the fare
It looked like we
ashore
Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted
On this home by Horror haunted-tell me truly, I implore
Is there-is there balm in
This is not who I am
Simply what I've become
Neither man, nor beast
But something far worse between
Upon the tender flesh I yearn to feast
Heir
bang
But if it's what ya need boy, let it bang
This is for my niggas that's schemin' for cash
And lookin' for ass in the late night hour
This is for my
Are a very strange mortal entity
Keep myself trapped in my own ways
Its my secret identity
Vic Taurus Is now alive,
Im my own masked enemy
Struggle
whiskey
Late at night
You might fool an untrained eye
But I know what you need
Someone to depend on
Hey, I can be tender
I can be sweet
I can sweep
keep a crown on me like vic
Ollie now a saint my prize is peace, its Nobel
All that sexual sin felt like Chernobyl
Every other night a meltdown girl I
your tender loving care
The days go by so slow when you're not with me
Nights are long and oh so hard to bear
Everything is nothing here without you
till it reaches night
Sweet image of your face appears on the wall
And the scene is so eerie I run through the hall
I look at the sky, then I search for
been swallowed by the dark
Pierced by the shards of separate hearts
I long for someone to bear
Some tender loving care
Can you be that person for me?
Can
drunken elevator
Is gonna stop where I'm supposed to be
It's ten past eleven, I'm half way up to heaven
But I'm stuck in reality
Night's kind of funny
drunken elevator
Is gonna stop where I'm supposed to be
It's ten past eleven, I'm half way up to heaven
But I'm stuck in reality
Night's kind of funny
Let us take you from the Couver, puffin on a buddah hookah
Cross the Salish seas of emcees and producers
Unknowns that you aint used ta
By the Strait
Bling bling, was well known to flash money
Hit the liquor store, after my Vic authority
Quick to switch a bitch up, pick up me a thicker shorty
Pistol
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