Lyrics:
world
A decent world
That will give men a chance to work
That will give youth a future and old age a security
By the promise of these things
Brutes have
free flows over basslines
I'm, takin elevatin to next
plateaus rippin shows with this cosmic sex
Love on CD's and cassettes and DAT's (now all rise)
Now
of the Year" and figured I was on track
This nigga Pat' been in my ear talkin' 'bout rhymin' on tracks
So after practice we record and then we got it on wax
Real shit, you know that shit that we've been waiting on for so long?
Oh yeah like - yeah bro I got these tracks but they're fuckin' almost ready
song in the idea that he
Might murder any woman he comes across
Your sons or daughters may have CDs or
Cassettes in their room right now that contain
Nope, it was built by the railroad men. And among these men was a man among men among men among men among men among men, a man as tall as the sky
that hold me down
I'm going back to the days of cds burning
Out erasers while i'm learning piece by piece
Seems fire got me feining
Dreaming getting
Imma keep it short, Pink Panthress
Imma put in work, no canvas
Imma put in work, cause damage
Got on the track and I ran it
Imma keep it short, Pink
of Al Capone
Gun POW to the dome
And split the bone, wig blown off the ledge
By the alledged, full-fledged, sledge RZA edge
One dose of my feroc(ious)
on the blessings
300 men just like Gideon
No we do not need a million
But we defeat by the billions
That's what I'm feeling
Nothing we can't do
If God is with me
momma, she don't have to work no mo'
I pay the bills by the flow from the studio
And I was out in the game by old players and G's
Hollerin 50
track till your mind sees back to back
All the things that happened to a silent Lamb
All in chains they trapped Him like a violent man
Like He forwarded
Replaying conversations in my head by my ex-wife
From the house work that I did, to the kids, even our sex life
She said I was crazy so I threatened to prove
powder
People hanging in spots
They waited until the blocks got hot
And got raided by the cops
I'll explain the man sleeping in the rain
His whole
Take in a movie and sit in the rear
I might be in the studio hard at work
Making hype tracks that sell by the stacks
When it gets dark, I chill with
so hard that they couldn't break me
No they couldn't work me
I was giving my CD out free and they wouldn't take it
Now they wish they heard me
Money
npc's
Say I never put in work
When I got over ten cd's
Doing nbd's can't believe
I have to say this but
Paid bots is not getting streams
All the critics
I'm down to work
It took a while just to get this far
I go by ear on what they don't play
Everything is judged by a cover of what you don't say
People
lass
So we got to meet again
Your earrings on my nightstand
If I'm a notch in your bedpost it ain't gonna work
I'm trying to get close to where our
pushing
Tryna hit me some licks
What a player gotta do
To get thrown in the mix
I walked in the club with my new CD
Work mode I ain't tripping, no who see
anybody. Every great song by the Beach Boys. All the underground hits. All the Modern Lovers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of Every Niagra record
Yo, you know what we got to do, man, we need to get a whole cd
Get a collection of all the music and everything we've ever done
Bringing back sweet
anybody. Every great song by the Beach Boys. All the underground hits. All the Modern Lovers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of Every Niagra record
anybody. Every great song by the Beach Boys. All the underground hits. All the Modern Lovers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of Every Niagra record
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