Lyrics:
to you
She had cat eyes, nine lives, no tan lines, thigh highs
She ride me like a drive by, I'm real these niggas Sci-Fi
But that's neither here nor there
third floor of the hotel gutted by the blast,
And the street below showered in shards of broken glass,
And all the drunks pourin' outta the dance halls,
and the matter that the love gets
You don't ever want to tell me
Rage rose from the concrete leading to a upset
Third eye, never blind
Wake up
Wake up blessed
the door. As I’m looking deep inside, Realize I’m absurdly high. This psychedelic joyride is prying open my third eye. Lying back, Ruminating. The universe
of His creation written all over my body
The pattern on my finger tips are matched by nobody
The third day of creation He made the water that flows through
can't lose
Some shit that can only be down by you know who
Whatever double the w-I to the l-l
For owning the extraterre-es-tre-el-el
Rockin' you
Musetta
Quando m'en vo soletta per la via
La gente sosta e mira
E la bellezza mia
Tutta ricerca in me
Ricerca in me da capo a piè
Marcello
Legatemi
when the face ice cold
Lock your windows, still I come in when the wind blows
Come in slow, suddenly your eyes close
Then your body set through your
dick
Little nigga with a thick bitch, and before I fuck this bitch
I gotta put that patch over my third eye, Slick Rick
Trukfit, T-shirt, talk second,
a thing (Yeah, yeah)
It's time to open up your eyes boy. Tell me what you see (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ain't nobody got time to be blinded by the bling
And though
try four
Now you missing an eye like a cyborg
Tried patching shit up, that's an eye-sore
It's a sign of the times, in the land of the blind
The man with
your eyes, try to stop it
But it's part of the plan that was written by the man
Got me down on my knees and my hands prayin'
Forgive me Lord, thank
Why would you irrelevant fucks wanna rebel against us
Knowing your Smith & Wesson has never been clutched?
Knowing you never been rushed by the most
But I get by my wicked ways
Lady you can suck a dick 'til your neck aches
Cry 'til you get puffy eyes, red faced
But I'm leavin' on this jet plane
unGodly
But all eyes on me
Dem be expecting my album ni ehn ehn
Iya Yinka said iran meta o kin To shi laye
Bawo ni mi o Se ni gbowo maye
Kpe mi o bolanle
Girl, I heard you're Trouble with a capital "T"
One look in your eye spells trouble to me
We're talkin' danger, just too blind to see
You're Trouble
written.
HE went on doing good ohhhhhhh
HE healed the sick HE raised the dead HE opened up the blind eyes oh.. the lame men were walking ohhh
Later HE died
There's Johnny's dad
On his third martini
And his nose is getting bigger
As I watch through the kitchen window
They really oughta close those blinds
on the prize and
Nuh bother waist yuh time
Shine shine shine shine shine
Blind them with your
Light light light light light
Yeah
Me tek di day dem One by one
on a move i dont pause
Cannot penetrate this copper
Got my third eye on full gaze only aim for the dollar
Wanna be a big baller Moselah
Being jealous aint
and the birds
Singing their beautiful, beautiful song
It's the perfect time
To bend right over and get
Screwed by the next person that you got to deal with
Nobody
it's the third time, you got a second chance
There's a fine line between an accident
And an L-O-S-E-R
It's bullshit, you know it
Yeah, I see it in
blind
Till I see the ray of the sunshine
Coming through my third eye
Fuck it went blin
an album and it suck?
How you make a song that doesn't flow?
How you got some fans that never grow ?
How you take a year to have a show?
How you keep
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