Lyrics:
I went down to the river to watch the fish swim by;
But I got to the river so lonesome I wanted to die, Oh Lord!
And then I jumped in the river,
one, they scream "X, you retarded?!"
'Cause I grab the mic and get down like syndrome
Hide and roam into the masses
Without boundaries, which
getting hot and heavy
In an upstairs bedroom (pull your pants down, come on)
Once again, his conscience comes into play (shit)
Now, listen to me, while
on spending sunny days this way
We're gonna talk and laugh our time away
I feel it comin' closer day by day
Life would be ecstasy, you and me endlessly
L.A.,
Casually glancing at his toupee.
Wish I was an English muffin
'Bout to make the most out of a toaster.
I'd ease myself down,
Comin' up
Sleepy alligator in the noonday sun
Sleeping by the river just like he usually done
Call for his whiskey
He can call for his tea
Call all he want
never let up
It was gonna get worse before it got any better
Well when the sun came up the noise died down
We got a few minutes sleep and we were
know, with your flow, when you're out getting by
Believe me, what you see is what you get
And you see me, I'm comin' off as you can bet
Well I think
fall down
I've got more chins than Chinatown
Well, I've never used a phone booth
And I've never seen my toes
When I'm goin' to the movies
I take
comes from the depth of the soul
Where it really belongs.
Comin' down's hard when you find
That you just can't sing it no more
Your emerald ring with
fuck 'em! (Surprise)
Fuck the police! (You're muthafuckin' right)
Fuck the police comin' straight from the underground
A young nigga got it bad
Down the road a ways I have heard say a new day's comin' on
Where the woman folks are friendly and the law leaves you alone.
Well I'll believe it
The days go by
Every night, when the sun goes down
Just another lonely boy in town
And she's out runnin' 'round
She wasn't just another woman
And I
Well, they blew up the chicken man in Philly last night
Now they blew up his house, too
Down on the boardwalk they're gettin' ready
For a fight,
niggas)
Do it, do it, do it
Come hell or high water, down to slaughter opposers
Just another lost soul, stuck, callin' Jehovah
Outlaw 'til it's over,
niggas actin up in the hood, send mo' troops
Why should I lie, when I can dramatize?
Niggas fell victim to my lyrics, now traumatized
Simply by spittin
down the street
Don't be hypnotized by the stride of his feet..
Pickpockets.. streetwalkers.. number runners.. hustlers
[Guru]
Lots of ladies,
niggas)
Do it, do it, do it
Come hell or high water, down to slaughter opposers
Just another lost soul, stuck, callin' Jehovah
Outlaw 'til it's over,
Kane:
The ghetto's tryin to kill me
That's why I stay faded and stoned
Cause when I leave the house I never know if I'm comin home
Bullets
Got no love in my heart shit vacant
Time going by but I'm feeling impatient
Ran off on the plug young nigga was crazy
Nah he better be glad I ain't
Well the night that I got into town
Was the night the rain froze on the ground
Down the street I heard such a sorrowful tune
Comin' from the place
lay you down
Lay law down in that murder town, choppa bullets sprayin' 'round
Tell that pussy, "Pick you up", by night, he still be layin' down
I'm
These niggas ain't feelin us
It's the best kept secret, baby
Down south
We got women on the beach
Swerve on streets
Players ridin drop
got Papi on my line like, 'When you comin' home?'
My mama see it in my face, she know that somethin' wrong
Bodies droppin' in my city all summer long
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