Lyrics:
love
Your own true love this day
Mansions, I can wish you
Seven footmen all in red
And calling cards upon a silver tray
But more I cannot wish you
together
[Common]
In this era of prepaid calling cards
I roll with squads called the Gods
Ignorance is at large, struggles in our backyard
Trouble is my calling card, that's my middle name
Ever since you walked away, things are not the same
Now my life is misery, don't know what to do
who I am, I don't give a damn
I could lead every lamb to the slaughter
So be on your guard for my calling card
And be sure to lock up your daughters
while sayin my grace
Finally I step off all alone
Up to the top level to use the telephone
Never use a quarter, 'cause I got a calling card
So I can
regard
Step on the brick like a promenade
Twenty thousand on calling cards
And I'm speaking spanish like Don Omar, but
I'm King Push, this king push
I rap
At night the Baby Brotherhood and the Inter City Crew
Fill their pockets up with calling cards
And paint their faces red white and blue
They go
At night the baby brotherhood and the inter city crew
Fill their pockets up with calling cards
And paint their faces red white and blue
Then they
Getting calling cards from your Barbie doll
When she 'round me she know I'm her bodyguard
Money callin' for me, baby girl, I'm sorry
You just high yella,
going on?
What's going on?
Gotta check myself
My own back yard
My calling card
Don't take it hard
If you fall
You'll be wiser
After all
What's
searching
Know I'll want some
Give me back my calling cards and vices
My dignity and romance novels too
The love we have
Is for the better now
Got no time for me, you say
I should forget you, but there ain't no way
Always too busy working hard
All you give me is your calling card
I had
calling card
Calling car dealerships
I need that new machinery
Bulletproof
Windows tinted
All black, heated seats
All white, Beatles tape
Bumps
the scarecrow man
People dying every night
Mutilations a terrible site
Look 'round the victims really hard
Scarecrow's death straw calling card
And I'm
I admit I had my reservations
Your calling card was calling me all night
So I went on a permanent vacation
You won’t find me here while I drink your
break my loverboy heart
Don't you break it
Don't you break it, oh
You learn to lean forward
While you're fallin
Till the calling card comes calling
my brother I load up the calling card (yeah)
Every day from outside in a college bar
No cartoons, movin' nicks after dark
Yeah, fuck a yellow bitch,
and the talk is cheap
And you don't get no relief.
It's gonna be a long night
Waitin' for the first light
It's gonna be a long night.
She left her calling
a dwarf that was no good
Dressed like little Red Riding Hood
Bad habit taking life
A calling card a six inch knife
Ran off really fast
Mumbled
you a calling card
'Cause I'm falling hard for you
I go back on Labor Day
And I will try to make my way
Out west to California
So we've
Both the formal squad censor
Look down
Either side across the marsh before it was "Awesome cars!"
My calling card Calvary cooking an '85 Dodge Ares
Don
Yeah
Don
Yeah
Don
Yeah
Yeah, Don got some flyers made out
Little calling cards with Don in the middle, really small
No fucker could
took a little while
But now I see it's
Love
Love
Calling card is empty
Sleeping in the van
But things are looking better
We're only down
Everyone's alike here now
when it was right I moved out
back from where I came
Life is a funny game
ending on a calling card
not even knowing
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