Lyrics:
Then we breezing the law
Blowing that weed from my jaw
G's up hoe's down
East Side to by dog
(East Side)
All the time man
Thanks for even asking
a clerk
And I’m frank with a nigga like my first Name must be Kirk
Wipe the smirk off your face or get popped like a perc
Popped like a Willy ,like
the gat to me
Make his chest rest, where his back should be, talkin blasphemy
Blastin me, your family, rest in coffins often
Frank Wizzard, fuck you soft
niggas say "ooh",
That'll make them hoes say "Yeah, that must be that nigga Juv",
I'm from the, wild side of the city,
What a pity, I'm wild, like
buggin', the squad is comin'
AK on shoulder, no shoulder shruggin', aim at your nugget
My weed sticky like acupuncture and Magnus honey
Knock on the side
a plan B if your trap phone startin' to get cold
If somethin' happen to your plug and your bills startin' to get old (damn)
Fourteen, just lead by
to ban the sale of Miami rap group
The 2 Live Crew's double-platinum album, "Nasty As They Wanna Be," in Broward County
We think it's the banning
[Verse 1: Frank Knight]
Can you imagine lacking imagination to grab greatness
In a room full of faces stating you goin' be the greatest
But you
Yeah I Do this
To Be Frank before the rapping
I was not the cool kid
The same ones that shout me out
And claim they love my music
Was just hating
The stars all looking so bright
Pop Champaign for the vibe
Afro girl by my side
Airplane mode for the night
Airplane mode for the night okay...
nuts, then I (yeah)
Check my ball hair (what?), make sure it's all there (yeah)
Then call the pallbearer (yeah)
It's Music to Be Murdered By again, why
Bought by the dope fiends smokin'
And what about the brother wit' the good jobs
Savin' money and workin' hard?
Bought a house for his wife and kids
Ya
Bitch, I'm Bruce Wayne in the game
You just perpetrating from the side line
What it feel like? (Huh)
Metaphor game too silly
Punch lines way too silly
really good I need ta get on this album
I can't be late man what you mean
(I can't, I mean I turned the album in Cas
What you really want me ta do)
Nah
words are found
Let it be known that God's penmanship has been signed
With a language called love
That's why my breath is felt by the death
And while
was writin' his name way back then
Frank 207, SJK (Aw, yeah)
COCO144 and the UGA, PHASE2, stay hot
Graffiti is a thing that's
Kinda hard to explain
It's
this statement
It's not about East or West
It's about n****z and b****es
Power and money, riders and punks
Which side are you on?
Gun c***ed, six
I get my pocket tapped Goodz
Ya Grape is in the street 'cause
Like Suge my pockets fat Goodz
Ya squad not strapped Goodz
Them guys by ya side will
would have the love
I had for them, but little mentions
And big checks I cashed in to
Be hidden in the back and disrespected
By their lack of presence in
a man
When I met Ann, I soaked her pans
We ended up freakin' by garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me
Frank zappa (guitar, synclavier)
Steve vai (guitar)
Ray white (guitar, vocals)
Tommy mars (keyboards)
Chuck wild (piano)
Arthur barrow (bass)
Scott
by my side
This love ain't all brand new, 'til the end of time
I wanna be with you, bae, until I die, yeah
Don't you go givin' up on me, love me
which is on the b-side as you know, of Flight Of Icarus.
Now, for you boys and girls out there who've been paying attention and doing your homework,
to the other side of reality
And this is your eternity until eternity
The end of the world, I can see it comin'
So I pack my nine millimeters and I start
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