Lyrics:
saw the hippies cross.
By Herc on Technique needles syncopated time was on time,
The same time as the Beatles.
I was up there watching James Brown's
bleed from it quite a lot
and there's a sore on my tongue
I'll stop talking the second I'm done
and there's a hole in my lung
there's nobody here and all
There's a noble fleet of whalers
They're sailing from Dundee
Manned by British sailors
That take them o'er the sea
On a western ocean passage
acting like me
On a day were I bother to be good enough
To keep my demons in check
On a leash that extend from the Arctic to China
Okay
I know that it
They dancing to the gunshots
They think they'll never hit the floor
How many monkeys were there jumping in the bed
Playing with they tools knocked each
hide the room key We here to the evening, there's no Ceilings
Not a feeling', cash, revealing, Got my grills in cheesing flow Leaving', y'all freezing
And calling each other names like dork
There's people on the street
Getting diseases from monkeys
Yeah, that's what I said
They're getting diseases from
a crack lighter
Nigga you stupid riding by trying to blast me
Cause my window got the glass from a taxi
[Chorus]
bent too
By a nigga that'll make ya sick
You know me *scratch**scratch**scratch* , Yeah
Now let me tell you about a party that I threw last year
Niggas
This letter won't make it to you in time
Introverted by your distance from me, and by mine
But the chameleons who sift through the trees
Are
crafted
I'm another deadly venom style to be mastered
By a psychopathic, way beyond an average
Joe, with a hellafied flow, there ya have it
What's that
that I crafted
Open up a deadly venom style to be mastered
By a psychopathic, way beyond an average
Joe, with a hellafied flow, there ya have it
What's
too far from home too far from
from your cozy little bed there
with an angry little moan
think of hitting me harder
shoot me back into the
past that
and grandmasters of iambic pentameter
How are your chains, do they make you behave
Keep you over here, by your overseer
Fallen from grace down from heaven
it now I’ve gone too far
I left my sky without your star
For another day, yeah
Now I give a little more and take a little less
From the monkey on my
Monkeys
I’ve been standing here for ages
Watching the monkeys in their cages
And there’s one that comes right up to the wire
He’s looking hard at me
gone, but I'm fine, like a woman's curves
My personality is far from your reality
I'm closer to your girl, now come on, ho, don't embarrass me
There is
and fill the void inside my heart.
And so the Monkey’s Paw; it curls.
Hey there friend, I got something just for you.
Something to free you from your doom
There's a few things I'd like to mention
These rappers out here swear they so appealing
I'll step through your business and hurt your feelings
I need
(watch out), shoot you up above waist
If I ain't got beef right here or right there (right, a right there, right there)
Ice-grill stare, shoulda set it
Here we come, walkin'
Down the street.
We get the funniest looks
from ev'ry one we meet.
Hey, hey, we're the Monkees
And people say we monkey
that monkey and
That monkey had a mutant retard baby that screwed another monkey and
That made you
So there you go
You're the retarded offspring of five
There's a (Gulp) in my throat
Butterflies in intestines the world is testing
I'm going through a quarter-life crisis, Isis my girl just left me
So I'm here
there, let me bend your rear
There's something you should know about this shit right here
Let the bass hit your face, while this track make you levitate
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