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That was housed by the building
Where Malcolm X was slain
I spring train in the winter
Round early December
Run suicide drills over and over
and kutty bloody nutty leavin'em shocked yaw [x4]
I roll with, villians and vigilantys regimers and outlaws
Mob figures we don't hang with cowards without
Four fifty-five, I drive by doin' a hundred
And I stay blunted
'Cause I do what I need
And that's the reason that they love me
'Cause I've been
(I'll do anything to have you by my side)
Can't get you off my mind
Twenty-four, seven
I'll be right here waitin' for you (baby)
Can't get you off my
my pockets and threw my stars on the cone
Gimme the dice so I can break you niggas
I threw a see (C-I-X) so my point was the biggie
Seven-four-four
Verse four men
A search warrant
Has been put out
Show me your hands get down
Romans chapter seven
verse seven
Take heed by brethren
And sisters all
that I can change your life
One, two, three, four, five seconds
One, two, three, four, five seconds twenty four-seven
Come with me, you need
1 counting down to love
10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 counting down to love
Counting down the hours
Convert to minutes and seconds
Looking forward
and have an escape. Obie was makin' sure
It was about four or five hours later that Alice (remember Alice?
There's a song about Alice)
Alice came by
7 8 9, dans mon panier 10
C'est le son de ma musique
Je calcule et j'en profite
1 2 3, on y va, on y va
4 5 6, bébé on a du biz
7 8 9, dans mon
Have you heard it the original wordsmith
Twenty four seven on a beat I deserve this
I'll first second and third it with the verses I have a purpose
Have you heard it the original wordsmith
Twenty four seven on a beat I deserve this
I'll first second and third it with the verses I have a purpose
your sister to the bar
One, two!
I'm knocking on your door
Three, four!
I know you want some more
Five, six!
Pour a glass of MIST TWST
Seven, eight!
Dust
at the time, I look in her eyes
The second I'm making her drop
Take a clip like I got out the A.K.
The 4 7 bullets n' plane that I hop
Out the passenger side
ostatnią prostą
By przestali orać się non stop
I zdjęli z barów chomąto
W końcu, w końcu
Dla moich ludzi wszystko, co najlepsze, 2-4-7-3-6-5
Dla tych co
eyes
So much passion burns inside
But if you need some coaxing
I will do it
Step by step there's nothing to it
1-2-3-4 come on baby say you love
something to hit you
And you got 10 seconds to go
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine baby we getting close
Just don't let me get to ten (oh
The toes go marching four by four, hurrah, hurrah
The toes go marching four by four, hurrah, hurrah
The toes go marching four by four,
The little one stops
The ants came marching one by one.
Hurrah, hurrah!
The ants came marching one by one.
Hurrah, hurrah!
The ants came marching one by one
go marching four by four
The little one stopped, his feet were sore
And they all went marching home to get out of the rain
The ants go marching
by four
The little one stops to shut the door
And they all go marching down to the ground
To get out of the rain
Boom, boom, boom
The ants go
by four
The little one stops to shut the door
And they all go marching down to the ground
To get out of the rain
Boom, boom, boom
The ants go
The ants go marching one by one, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching one by one, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching one by one,
The little one stops
And let's count up to ten
Let's count all the numbers up to ten
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Hey!
We start with 1 (one)
Then it's 2 (two)
Followed by 3 and 4 (three
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