Lyrics:
his
He's DMC, it's like that, and that's the way it is
Beats get ya open my voice is just like a hurra..
Cain comin' vainin' and feignin'
I let my heart go through
To get me where it got me
In this moment here with you
And it passed me by
God knows how many times
I was so caught up
thinkin' for you that's a fact
Got me missin' you like LA misses Shaq
What I gotta do
On my mission to get you back
'Cause I'm just that way without you
Baby
niggas be lying man.
These niggas ain't really kicking this shit they be telling you all man.
They wanna see you all get fucked up right there man.
Keep
Once there was a way to get back homeward
Once there was a way to get back home
Sleep, pretty darling, do not cry
And I will sing a lullaby
yes you are
Like wine, you get better with time
So young and so naive
That I never once believed
That the memory of you would go through
Like wind
Don't let the stars get in your eyes don't let the moon break your heart
Love blooms at night in daylight it dies don't let the stars get in your
Big thangs, thick chains, ain't shit changed
Get brain in the four-dot-six Range
Shit mayn, switch lanes
Every town I hit you switch lames, bitch
yes you are
Like wine, you get better with time
So young and so naive
That I never once believed
That the memory of you would go through
Like wind
The way she drop it low, that thang
Got me wan' spend my money on her, her
She get it, pop it, lock it, drop it, that birthday cake
Got a candle, need
[Chorus]
I can't catch my breath 'cause you take it away
The best writer in town, could not find words to stay
Now there's so many things I want to get
When I get to the bottom I go back to the top of the slide
Where I stop and I turn and I go for a ride
Till I get to the bottom and I see you
the life, of money and drugs
Big hammers and slugs, can get ugly as fuck
From the chest to your man Danze, ey
Staten Island, said what up, yo, ey
sweet dreams you softly sigh.
You hear my voice is calling to be mine again,
Live the rest of your life in a day.
Get out and get what you can
While
It's getting better all the time
I used to get mad at my school
(No I can't complain)
The teachers that taught me weren't cool
(No I can't
stranger
If you please save me
Save me
Stranger, if you please
Or am I too far gone
I see to get back home
To get back home
How about you take a ride with
a wild world
It's hard to get by just upon a smile
Oh, baby, baby, it's a wild world
I'll always remember you just like a child, girl
You know I've
a real show shopper
Sold out shows everywhere I go
Just to hear the young boy from the old ways flow
When it comes to the money imam get that doe
Imam
amazing
But baby don't play me and tell me that you don't like to get crazy
Your mind says no, but you're body says yes
'n I'm gonna get you by the widda
If you want it you can get it, boy I bust you
Anybody wanna test? Hi, who? Me
P-I to the motherfuckin' T
It's not my fault that your bitch chose
get back to Hackensack
I'll be here for you
I used to work in a record store
Now I work for my dad
Scraping the paint off of hard wood floors
December
So much colder then I can remember
When I get you back, this time I swear that I won't
Won't ever let you go, won't let you go, go
Won't let you
Here I come
Here I come
Here I
I got these haters on my back
These haters on my back
Gotta get these motherfucking haters off my back
I know why
ball,
One meat ball,
One meat ball,
All he could get was one meat ball.
He told that waiter near at hand,
The simple dinner he had planned.
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