Lyrics:
I'm always getting high
But roll up again
Blow the smoke, let the story begin
A ghetto love is the law that we live by
Day by day I wonder why I'm
first album I was sitting
on the steps in front of my apartment when a gypsy
woman passed by. She stopped and asked me if I would
like my fortune read
Words and music by Dar Williams
Have I got everything? Am I ready to go?
Is it going to be wild, is it gonna be the best time?
Or am I just
to the fam by the Sullivan
Hercules mulligan
When you knock me down
I get straight back up again
It's lent right now
Tryna think what I gave up again
Oh that's
feelings
Cryin' is for hoes I mean, that shit is o-u-t (Hoe shit)
Just another latino kid with no father figure
I don't even need to care I got a lot
six cardinal colors:
Yellow, red, orange, green, blue, and purple
And there are 3, 000 shades
And if you take these 3, 000
Shades and divide them by 6
11 for an O
For the millionth time askin me
Questions like Wendy Williams, harrassin me
then get upset when I catch feelings
Can I get a minute
feet
To take me safe and sound
He's ridden o'er the high, high hills
And he's down the dewy den
And the noise that was in the Clyde water
Would
You on point phife?
Once again tip
You on point phife?
Once again tip
You on point phife?
Once again tip
Word
Watch me bust they shit
Okay
Island
To shows at the garden
Automatic startin' in the drop got
Your bitch pussy fartin
My album about to drop in 7 days
But I still poke a rapper
your hoe
I done dropped four albums in 2 years
They still dropping a song
I be dropping and dropping again
No one can fuck with my flow and my pen
No one
.C.
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
is just the guy to lead a crew
Right up to your face and diss you
Everyone saw me on the last album cover
Holding a pistol something far from
You're free to offer objections
Junior at the end of my name, my father professed it
Murder Mountain and this album is like sophomore and freshman
So many
pounds
I'll put trust in his swift feet
To take me safe and sound"
So he's ridden o'er yon high, high hill
And down yon dowy den
And the rushing in
You on point Phife?
Once Again Tip
You on point Phife?
Once Again Tip
You on point Phife?
Once Again Tip
Word
Watch me bust they shit
OK
the majority
I'm two steps ahead while they plotted it
Plans of a posthumous O'hene Savant by their operatives
Highly evolved software that manages
To perform
1. Well, how do you do, Private William McBride,
Do you mind if I sit down here by your graveside?
And rest for awhile in the warm summer sun,
I've
closed
Is it back to charging motherfuckers four for an O
I don't know I keep a rotary phone
So I remember all the numbers of my homies who gone
Proof
(Look nigga, you know the name)
(Where we from nigga? 718)
(Brooklyn! M plus O plus P!)
C'mon c'mon, c-c-c'mon!
(M plus O plus P!)
Check it
You on point Phife?
Once Again Tip
You on point Phife?
Once Again Tip
You on point Phife?
Once Again Tip
Word
Watch me bust they shit
OK
Then it's, "uhh ohh...hope he's the one." When, in fact, I was just having fun. Once again, I fly, she
Cries. Here's a Kleenex, girl. Dry your eyes. “I
.C.
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
by his throat
Take his fucking head and scalp him
I carry black metal like
I'm Venom's second album support Dr york
Don't believe what's said about him
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