Lyrics:
straight
When your name they announce it
I be ready to pounce it
Love the way that you bounce it
When the money I counts it
By your beauty surrounded
Booty
the Gargoyle, wanted to play
Well there's a pedophile, livin' right down the lane
And it's about damn time he took one to the brain
His name is R. Kelly,
Time to write this album chronic Future 2000
Time's no obstacle and we just arouse
All the minds that seem to be in tune
Ranting like a platoon under
and trust me I'm no magician
It just confirmed that there's more than just the physics
I seen it with my 3rd eye and applied it to the scriptures
We tend
Thank you for spending your time
Listening to this album
Let's go
This is not a diss it's a challenge
Creativity is amiss not talent
Our identity is
the bull is on the floor
I look and find the level of
Crime the time that I decipher
I'm bagging any sniper put a
Ball in Peter's Piper
We made the album
It’s that time that I pop booze wee
To manyora ame dintshang Dan niggas hoe voel jy
JM, L.L cool J, Mshi le bo Mkhuze
Dude skaars like a thick gold chain
a "successful tour"
Your money is gone
Be sure my friend
Sell your CDs at the lowest price you can
Take more time to have back the money you spent
You're
hard to keep
My head straight
It's like trying to go up but held down by deadweight
Walk on land, stay interesting
Nine albums dropped and I can't
With a wannabe king
With a chain made a plastic
Bitch you aint got any bread
Boy you fast it
Stupid bastard
Take the beat and i snap it
You take it just
slamming the bitch
Take time for a nigga to shine, and get rich
In the meanwhile, I'ma collect all my chips
Putting it in they motherfucking face, mm-hm
even walk in the
Kitchen when you're back home
Imagine if you killed me just
How pissed my villains be
How many times your wife will be raped
And where
i could ever be, coz i love me, i'm just proud to be me yeh
So as i walk out the front door the children play their games, i wave at some passers by
more fire than a dragon
How can the ghetto
Guarantee you live and direct pon
Ghetto G we feast on ya you nuh see we
Long time when we see pon de seaweed
'm a crumpled up piece of paper lying here
I remember it all, all, all too well
Time won't fly, it's like I'm paralyzed by it
I'd like to be my old self
Take ther microphone now
We shouldn't take more out of the Earth
Than we give back
Are our lives really better?
We just don't know yet when and by whom
Shit to me is just a phase
Need the time to rearrange
Take off on my airship
Go for days go for days
We teleport
Don’t stay on lanes
I’m undivided my
a car that's just been keyed up
And you need more than luck if your ripping honz
The punch lines that I deliver hit harder then Whitney was
Work
songs your new boyfriend's too stupid to know about
Hey hey
Pop songs your new boyfriend's too stupid to know about
One more time
Pop songs your new
That was Save the Queen' by none other than Sparky Lightning & The Bolts! I'm sorry to say, but we have reached the end of the album (booing). But
People Are Scared
By Subhumans (UK)
From the album "Time Flies... But Aeroplanes Crash"
[*A Note on the Use of Slang...
The term "fag" in the first
and the four elements just
Like the Fab Five
Mind is Moorish album drops sign of Taurus
More black flowers bought from
The family florist stand on the square
Save Your Love (from the Album""Destiny"" by Louise Van Aarsen)
I know your body tells you
But keep listening to your mind.
Ask yourself
[Chorus]
Runaway, run for your life he's returned...
[Carlos Coy]
I ain't worked in 2 years, guess who's back
Still, my whole albums sell like
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