Lyrics:
ya child is back.
The prowl intact.
Just tryna get a dollar.
And I fuck with daisy cause she living by the dollop.
Time to make something shake
Frankie Sinatra
While in my room aligning my chakras
Toss me a broom let's poke at the monster
Eye's are on zoom as fast as a Mazda (Zoom)
You don't have
At full blast, rock your cradle, fatal razor blades graze you
That split you open, stitch you back with a staple
A football head, I put your head, in
no looking back, going all out for it
Ready to attack, die in a minute flat for it
As God is my witness, we got ditches
For all you motherfuckin
the kitchen
Sinatra lifts your vision
Chill in True Love, It's just tradition
Alright
Enough is enough is enough is enough
With the shit talk
Draw win or loss
album ‘Joanne’
Is number 8 in United States thank you!:)
And I just want to take a
Take a little poll here don’t
Worry about it, it’s not gonna offend
snitchin' shit is forbidin'
I was sittin' in da kitchen 'n' weepin wit hopes of getting back
All dat I forget to go blow see even 50 stacks
'N' now am
On the way to the money seen niggas caught up to me
I got to pick up the pace
My eyes is bloodshot in the studio working
I ain't been to sleep in
like Frank at the fight
Fuck around and get shanked by a knife, shot by a shotty
Spanked in a fight, the life of the party
Late night when I'm out
All eyes on me i'm just living my life
These niggas gon' see
I know you see me I'm just doin' my thing
All eyes on me i'm just livin' my life
These
eyes nigga I know you mad/
By the look up in yo eyes nigga I know you mad/
Shit …hating behind my back ….Shit you phony as fuck
… We already know that
eyes nigga I know you mad/
By the look up in yo eyes nigga I know you mad/
Shit …hating behind my back ….Shit you phony as fuck
… We already know that
Offender of an undisclosed nature
He had a hairline like Saint Francis that he attempted to hide
By growing his hair to his feet and tying it back like
of those guys
Interesting concept, yes it is but I can answer that by telling you that (Yo)
Those lovely moments
I play Daphnis and Chloe (Yo my boy we
This is your album, so that means you definitely got to get funky, so run it
[The D.O.C.]
Swinging, singing a brand new rap
On a rhythm concocted by
to jump back in the Stu
Now history in the making
Place ya eyes on a king
And pay close attention I could show you a thing
Or two
Just cuz I stay out
One of very few lyrics Tony wrote for the GBs, and a fine bit of work it is too. This was originally a Frank song which we boogified for the street
album's hot and your album's not
I done been getting movie deals
I done been getting paid like Vinzel
I done been by ?
And five double o's
And 1 2's
Let's go back to 1973
The newly born genre of music that is so well loved is just getting its first breath of life
Now nearly 50 years old, hip hop
In the center of the darkness
There is plenty of light
Salvation is the target
For freedom, you paid with your life
What were you hoping to find?
By
Wonder could sing
Or Elvis was king, Hip Hop was on the scene
Nah meeeeen, go back like Hitchcocks' hairline
Taught Fred Estaire how to pop lock in my
ration
Its bad health and industrial sadness
Never helped by tofu franks or sadistic maggots
This addiction is more random
I walk door to door Mormon
[Verse 1: Frank Knight]
This just in I still tend to pop out thorough
I represent all of New York, but you know my borough
Where you can L catch
niggas call me frank white im
spurtin off in my lawf of cousrse i kno my shits tight, suprise open my eyes still suprise got my shorty flying in wit keys
.jpg/228px-Frank_Sinatra_(1957_studio_portrait_close-up).jpg "Frank Sinatra")
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