Lyrics:
the kitchen for Me
Falling down of tears from my eyes to my Bears
Like a fear but it's not a looking fear Understand
I started singing music but there's no one
the chamber's full, the deed will soon be done
Been blown from here to there
You're so down you don't even care
You just get by on this and that
But nostalgia
Well, there'll be no more hallowing
Caroling
There'll be no villains a-trimming the tree
And I'm flat out of animatronics that I
Wanna see when I'm having
it pays by the pound
And all things in time
Come crashing down
There's a monkey at the master control
The Stab Ghost has claimed my soul
I got
and play the dozens
Talk about four folks
From your mamma to your cousins
You down there,
You know what I'm talking ‘bout.
Tripple X bottle, role models from hell
Livin' our dreams we like to scream and yell
White boys, be -Boys raised in the gutter
I said when I'd
all these junkies came from
Long way red monkey
Used to rock them red monkeys in
The Trap House had that skunky
Niggas on the block and I'm
Getting
ain't goin nowhere (Nah)
Matter fact, Bus let's go over there (Come On)
Take all of they girls and bring 'em over here (Come Here)
New York City, have
danger 4 here I come!}
(Get wild!)
When you can't find the G 2 your GO
Even charged, your battery's low
When the smoke's 2 thick 2 blow
There's
It must be cold over there in your shoes
So close your eyes
In silent night
Bet you can't tell
If I'm black or white
Turn out the lights
Stand here
Working hard all day
To control the final dream
Side by side we walk
Towards a blinding arctic storm
I head your voice on the line
Struggling
high, nigga
Best believe we get by, nigga
Best believe we get live, nigga
[LD]
Hot damn hoe here we go again (Let's Go)
My God damn flow buries
By all means makes niggas buy cream from us
Triple beam dreams is a motherfuckin' must
We slide through in a tough, black Expedition truck
If
you'd think I'm from the Arctic
Uh aye this the commencement ya
Uh aye this the commencement
Uh aye this the commencement ya
This the commencement
Yeah, Jack
You don't see this sly glide ride I got here, Jack
(Yeah, I see you pimpin, I see you)
Yeah
You see that paint right there
(Yes, sir)
becomin'
They askin' where did I come from (uh)
But my life been so crazy, I'm startled by the conundrum
'Cause I've been tryna make it since 90
I grew from monkey into man,
Then I crushed 15 million with a wave of my hand.
I grew drunk on water turned into wine,
'Till I was slave
And the monkey gonna finally fight"
I've been fightin', fightin'
Fightin' just to stay alive
And I've been fightin', fightin'
Fightin' to get from four o'clock
Here I am
Amidst a world upside down I stand
Unsure if I’m worthy of being called a man
As each day grows darker the light dimming, swimming through
to help one another
The pimp got tricks
That he learned from the other
Go by the color you'll discover
Damn everybody ain't no brother
Just when
here, a dollar there, selling pictures of The King
to bring back to the coffers of the all powerful all holy Reverend Doctor D.W.A.Y.N.E
Love first
that ticking from the clock
So I'll be here while it's ticking by
I hear plenty familiar voices
And our stories' about the same
Well, the details get
the arctic lakes
My brain is small, you think it's funny, don't you?
The birds are all that's left of me
I'd rather be a bird than a monkey
I'm coming
Jesus
That says he can't stand a Jew
Get on down and play the dozens
Talk about four folks
From your mamma to your cousins
You down there
You know
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