Lyrics:
If you could be so kind
To help me find my mind
I'd like to thank you in advance
Know this before you start
My soul's been torn apart
I lost my
good?
Fuck that, what's hood? Staten Island Advance
Big up to my man Magic down in MIA, what up cuzo?
[Chorus: Method Man]
Knock-knock, who is it, ah
Don't even go to a movie show
If you're not by my side,
I stay home by my radio,
But I'm satisfied!
All my flirtin' days are gone,
On the level
Don't even go to a movie show
If you're not by my side,
I stay home by my radio,
But I'm satisfied!
All my flirtin' days are gone,
On the level
Don't even go to a movie show
If you're not by my side,
I stay home by my radio,
But I'm satisfied!
All my flirtin' days are gone,
On the level
Don't even go to a movie show
If you're not by my side,
I stay home by my radio,
But I'm satisfied!
All my flirtin' days are gone,
On the level
Don't even go to a movie show
If you're not by my side,
I stay home by my radio,
But I'm satisfied!
All my flirtin' days are gone,
On the level
Don't even go to a movie show
If you're not by my side,
I stay home by my radio,
But I'm satisfied!
All my flirtin' days are gone,
On the level
Don't even go to a movie show
If you're not by my side,
I stay home by my radio,
But I'm satisfied!
All my flirtin' days are gone,
On the level
Don't even go to a movie show
If you're not by my side,
I stay home by my radio,
But I'm satisfied!
All my flirtin' days are gone,
On the level
real
Came up, that's all me, stay true, that's all me
No help, that's all me, all me for real
I touched down in '86, knew I was the man by the age
The important thing's never to look at your feet,
Then a miracle happens, your mind's in a trance,
Though the strategy's subtle, retreat and advance,
It's all
the man by the age of 6
I even fucked the girl that used to babysit
But that was years later on some crazy shit
I heard your new shit, nigga hated it
can't
New hater, new song
It's a pay advance
Tryna lay in France
Fifty thousand dollar mattress
Girl by my side wearin' Fenty Savage
Woah
Why is he
Got damn, I demand an advance
I know you like the beat, get your hand out ya pants
They praying that I quit, but that ain't in the plans
I killed
to war and we come back tenaciously
I smoked an ounce by myself call it therapy
Came out of therapy with a new recipe
Man it's so crazy they'd call it
By any chance
I jus' got my checks, I take 'em off and put on vans
If I’m tryna link with her I tell her in advance
Pull up to her crib, open
It got wings
I smile and wink
You know we gon win
I think in advance yea
I got my wings yea
I smile and wink yea
You know we gon win yea
advances
pray for their asses
we lose our chances
as world collapses
Flooded by noxious garbage
wheezing toxic gases
we lost our chances
our world
A fine person like me
No advance bro
You cool to
Not
Ask your girl if I'm right
Actually she probably loves you
Live a live good bro
And don't let negative
What you into
Bout to have some fun, screw the bullshit you went thru
We both by ourselves and it's crazy baby
The ones that know me best, they don't
I'm gonna walk forward I always gotta advance
Like we take drugs my body feeling enhance
Can't you see them hating I can tell by a lil glance
I just
become, this can't be
Everything you thought it was
Blinded by the thought of us, so
Give me a chance I will fuck up again
I warned you in advance
But you
too much of it
Tryna get this shit advance, its gon cost some shit
Put my trust up in that drac, I cant trust a bitch
I can tell these niggas fake, by
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