Lyrics:
This Song Is Called
Clown Luv
From Shaggy 2 Dope's
First solo album
Fuck Off!
Here They Are;
HEY!!
(Shaggy 2 Dope) - Verse 1
Gansta's bangin,
eyes
Imagine dead dick, between your thighs
Can't nobody do it quite like this
I might be dead, but I'm sexy bitch
(Monoxide Child)
Bitch I can't
Wasn't tryna rap
And I wore a uniform, with a McDonalds cap.
Would you see the ambition that's in my eyes?
Last week was mopping floors, this week it's
a hundred rhymes
Swollen Members Black Magic
Tour bus, a pure rush
This album is a classic
'cause legend has it
The veteran of letters is drastic
(Ain't
downsizing and the fall and all
She really shouldn't take it that personal at all
It wasn't her boss who had his eyes on her thighs
And got a rise from her
and all
She really shouldn't take it that personal at all
It wasn't her boss who had his eyes on her thighs
And got a rise from her risin' off the desk
FROM THE LUCAN WOLF ALBUM - VAMPIRE NIGHTS
Copyright 2004 Lyrics and Music by Lucan Wolf
Lord Of The Night
Twilight , Hunger comes
bitch apologize
We was all cool, until I started to rise
That's when the hate came in your eyes, I remember it clear
Back in 9-9, yep I think that was
I held so close
It's value was lost
Diminished by the treasure that I found in you
Chorus x2
From album "More than life"
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
boom, boom)
Ayo, peace seven, I had a fetish for the MAC-11s (brr)
Since an adolescent (brr), learnin' lessons, got my shot perfected
Eyes beheaded,
But nevermind that old money, I'm tryna get a new buck
Buy the nubuck, fresh size 12
And ain't nobody help me - we did it by ourselves
Inspiring
Bird's eye view, this shit panoramic
Still fightin' off my paranoia, shit too real, just fired my lawyer
Trust issues, I'm needin' to fix it, that could
(sell yay) the hustle is my heritage
The struggle seen in my
Eyes presents the evidence
Bruno Magli suede covers my footsteps
Never fold, never told
One
a Tropicana and a sack to burn
Cause they've been waiting on my
Album like a tax return
I just got a new set
Put a knife to your skin got you screaming
Thinking
Griselda, by Fashion Rebels yeah
Reject, nigga griselda
Fuck your chain and your watch
With diamonds inside the bezel
Fuck your favorite rapper, I
[Verse]
Awaken me to the fall of a man
Rise of a beast
Head legs and feet
Animated by a little electricity
Judge with your eyes but neglect what you
With no back bone, send em back home to moan
I'ma open your head up by crackin your dome
It means your dead as fuck, when your casket gone
You want
bash heads, clash nines, who said you could use my lines?
Who said you could rock my Wu sings?
The golden eye chastisment
Supreme team shit
Spy
with me
My debut album it's all prophecy
No predictions in my knack can't mock me
Got to hear this at least two times then you can copy
With no back bone, send em back home to moan
I'ma open your head up by crackin your dome
It means your dead as fuck, when your casket gone
You want
Regime, nigga you Love 2 Hate
Album to the face, nigga you Love 2 Hate
Yes, it's that nigga you Love 2 Hate
Young nigga, wit money, you Love 2 Hate
With blessed and funky shlept praying that I blow up
Make a deal with the devil, I'd rather trust my eye
Drop the wax and packs play the ball where it
my niggas eat
Open eyes let the youngins see
Middle finger to the industry
Middle finger to a fake nigga
Don't fuck around get your cake nigga
Baby
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