Lyrics:
morning' preparation
It's used in fairy tales for guidance
Also folklore- keeps people silent
Tales, bad omens- take bloody mary
Call 5 times- then
game
Steady mobbin', d o double g, ain't no limit to that shit
Nigga carlos on the beat beats by the pound
'bout 3:34 in the morning don't even
Two blue steel trains run through the tunnels of your cool blue steel eyes
Vernon
Rock quarry
The vastness of which has nothing on your beautiful
in all that grime? You have got The Clairvoyant, Prisoner, Heaven
Can Wait, released the 7th of November 1988 chart position number six! Yes!
of the Seven Seals
You know, God walked down in the cool of the day
And called Adam by his name
And he refused to answer
Cause he was naked and ashamed
Tell me,
dents in the condenser, you can tell when,
Mortar's been in the booth to rhyme,
I don't scratch vinyl, I scratch up the mic with my canines.
Verse 3 â??
Hey what's up
Let me tell you somethin'
About myself
Listen
I think these pills got a hold of me
2 don't do nothin' so I take em by the 3
I get so
myself in a cage
Look, I was angry, Even Mary couldn’t tame me
Wasn’t the same me, even Mickey couldn’t save me
They said that I was crazy, when I’d sit in
door to mine
Seven days a week at 6 A.M. she gets her five miles in
All the neighborhood men pretend to get their paper
When she goes running by
breathe I
Only hit this bitch like 3 times
Put the cookie in my lungs make me wheeze I’m
Smoking on reefer I’m chiefin’
Mary Jane call my name and I reply
1.5 inches before they do that
They have to fall half that distance like 3 4 7 inch and
You could do this forever
It's forever math
Because
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
blue fish, blue still stainless
I just shine harder than the wood will grain, bitch
Everything I drop's a hit, so I'm feelin' like I can't miss
I zero in
The starter says OK,
And THERE THEY GOOOOOO!
It's car number 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, jack.
Jack? Hit me again dealer.
Number 10 has taken a lead around
was a writer too, I figure I'm in my lane
‘Round 8 or 7 I fell in love with rap sh**
cll I really needed was 86 hours of practice
I'm lying, more like
livin' by the now who rise, turned the rivers to blood
And water became foul, child who hold his home
'Cause father wouldn't come around
Mary momma's
That wasn't his for real... boy
He couldn't abandon his marriage
To be labeled a hypocrite by the Christians
Cast the first stone think of the damage
He
One two three four five six seven
Rap like hell make it should like heaven
Seven six five four three two one zero
Black supermen is back as your
the gym, see that's how you earned that snatch
7th day, we gone head right back
Its cause you're dedicated
Love where you came from
But done elevated
Pitbull slash Q-Bon
Yo
One time for Heavy Management, Baja Pantie
Them 6 - 7 Boys
Welcome to Miami where them boys used to touch tourists on a daily
more
From being his spouse, she's now just a whore
Hurt, angry and low, he decided to sue
To let the world know she was going down too
Talking billboard
of us got seven flows
I'ma get it in just by the load
All three of us went shoppin'
Seven hundred thousand all on clothes (let's go) (Keed talk to 'em)
right? Boom
Now now, all you, all you dye, is this shit right here, boom
And this, you know what I'm sayin'? Any color you want
But it'd be like, blue
right? Boom
Now now, all you, all you dye, is this shit right here, boom
And this, you know what I'm sayin'? Any color you want
But it'd be like, blue
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