Lyrics:
em across(??) from New York down by your Virginia
Ticklin you around Delware before I enter
Turn to seduction from face hips to feet
A wiggle
on girls let's have us a taste
I try to run but I'm feeling restraint
I feel my blood being taken away
But I was in love so what can I say
I turn into dust
Back in nineteen thirty-three
Livin' in the dust was a killin' me
Back in nineteen thirty-four
The dust it ??? blew some more
Long come nineteen
at us
It’s getting real hard to love
Turn my enemies to dust
Oh baby come over
Tell me whats for lunch
You know that I’m ready
Please roll up that blunt
heart have the fucking distrust,
The fucking distrust i want turn to the dust,
Turn to the dust and make the dust to blast,
The dust to blast to destroy
motherfuckers turn to dust
If you're weak it ain't my fault
Just take a kick in the ass and get turn into a pillar of salt
And niggas that's biting just
to the brothers
Smile, you little human, smile, for you're sane.
By the way, what's sanity? They don't care about it.
In fact, they worry about nothing. They
Turn me over one by one let them kiss my ass
I see dead people
I see dead people
Pocket full of ego, big head people
One two three body count rising
We're one, two, three, four, five MC's
I'm Melle Mel and I rock it so well
And I'm Mr.Ness because I rock the best
Rahiem In All The Ladies' Dreams
restitution
Innocent blood stains dry
Open the sores that rape the eyes
Ashamed and fully naked
Repeat the process to defile the body?
Turn away sacrifice
Queen
Baret is Not Green Demeanor Stay On Mean
Not c Killer But Don't Push Bet the Squad Still On The Terra
She Turns
& She Turns
cs She Turns
Round
hold my breath
and stay afloat
What I wrote
to complement what I feel
But now my feelings turn to dust
as I dictate what's real
Now,
make dem
No fih look my face o
I want make money
Wey I never make o
Kind money make
Your woman body gbes o
Ajei, Feemor nor ni sa
Kaakw3 Moko Moko
Ha
never watched the sky grow pale
Or strolled through fields of dew
I do not know of dust to dust
I live from breath to breath
I live to climb that
(Tellin' your body to come along, but white lines blow away)
Ticket to ride, white line highway
Tell all your friends, that they can go my way
Pay your
You turn me on
You turn me on
You turn me on
One by one gal a role in a the party
But a me and you a ride when mi grab di car key
You got
just here to serve body
Thick waist, cute face
Gorgeous ass body
Hands on my hips
Yeah diva with a body
Walk in the room, turn heads
Give bodyyyyy
body check turns your body to a bloody wreck
You and your girlfriends yeah your buddy's next
Blood thirsty I stalk with the full clip
Walk my dog
Totally psychic, open your mind quick as the vibe kicks
Moederfok it, I skeem this vibe's rou'
Jislaaik yo
Yo yo yo yo check out this hype flow
I go by
Stunting on the Grammy
Man you'll never win a Grammy
Moving solo so I'm clammy
Hit the lick and drift the lammy
Eat my dust you cheapo fucks
Out like
You and I, we're two old and tortured souls
Repaired by a love of broken things
In a life, just some bodies growin' old
No fear of the end,
of water by the bed overnight
& it forms a skin upon the surface
waking with a cough, you gulp it down
it settles in your body, then spreads out
finds
premeditation is a must
But lust turns brain cells to dust
Thus we focus on the nut bust
And keep it hush hush til I discuss us
When my brown skin
dust fill the sky (Watch my dust fill the skyyy)
I'm the leader of the pack and I bet you wonder why (I bet you wonder why)
Naw you can't keep up; Watch
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