Lyrics:
are.. it
Operator
Makes the call
For you
Hard to connect
Rumors
Infect
Privacy breech
Want to pull
Your teeth
Town topic and
You are.. it
connect this shit to the ties (yeah, connect this shit to the tie)
New wristwatch, iced my shit 'fore I strive (yeah, nigga, ice my shit 'fore I strive)
he feeling like niggas lost him
Connect said he would front him a brick, but it would cost him
His connections from the mid-west just had him
My impact so fat, you feel your vertabrates grind
Now delayed second thoughts run through your mind
When my slugs connect, and strike your
your face
Base for your face, base for your
Face, base for your face, base for your face
Real complex rap
Yeah, I just speak, you connect the dots
I'm
A newsgroup one on one
Don't need a modem to connect to your mind
No search engine to find you
I want a click, a click to your heart
A hyperlink to go inside
Chorus:
Let's have a party, connect me to somebody
let's have a party, connect me to somebody
555 on line
Being the man that I am
And the click that
"This is a Connect Services prepaid call from, Shiloh Young
This call will be recorded and monitored
If you wish to block any future calls of this
Distorted melodies
It's the only way that you connect
You don't know how to connect.
connection
Connects my resurrection
And everyone else is just a harlot
Star Search spokes model starlet
Miss Emma Peel
Black boots kick high at his face
a hoe be a hoe
It's a Dub S see thang, Soprano the name
H double O bang with the connect gang, nigga
Let 'em walk, walk, let 'em walk
(If you're down
The ori-gi-nal
Evacuate the building look here come a plane
No, it's the big bad Westside Connect Gang
And bump what you plain homey this who bang
With
bout all my unfinished business left in the world
I hopped on the jack connect with my connect
Told him what I was up against
Plus they found a Tech
Get
someplace
My thoughts that flit,my loosening grip
I need to connect to you now
On our knees against the windowsill
Watching the sheet lightning fly
Our
dog
Connect gang punk, yell a hood out and (Westside) bust
And nigga fuck every click that ain't down with us(fuck 'em)
Fuck em & feed em fish
leavin one wet
Slowly I step, my head sweats, my hand on my Tec
I die for my respect, let the slugs and bodies connect
All for the wreck, gotta
transported for essay, Gea, connect to say who ?
Kid coming at your speakers, is the same kid that be like (puuut puuut
puuut) coming in chicas
Keep shakin'
[Mack 10]
Evacuate the building look here come a plane
No, it's the big bad Westside Connect Gang
And bump what you plain homey this who bang
With
got connects at the range, hot metal
We out
Connect the dot, say Bean, we level it out
Pushin beams through your window, scanning
Your house
We even
before you get beat up, mashup
You know that shit is wicked
And you can't ignore
Broke through a figure-eight
Make Connect Four
Yeah, my engineer gotta
be naughty
Connect our bodies
You know I'm on it
I'm on my knee
(Let's start it, start it)
Let's start it up
Another shot at love
(Let's start
what is known of the scroll and key
Of the D.O.C.
Yeah
Yeah
I have a secret plan
New world connects and threatens man
Other hand, everyone fake god
love
What a beautiful disaster
Connect my skull to the socket burn baby burning like a rocket
can't sell no tell would you buy it
Thick skin now
love
What a beautiful disaster
Connect my skull to the socket burn baby burning like a rocket
can't sell no tell would you buy it
Thick skin now
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