Lyrics:
never be me
Imma make it to the top, new wave, see me
Started really cold now we sippin' on warm tea
Ain't nobody really gon' mess with the gang
Wanna get
You can't depend on anything really
There's no promises there's no point
There's no good there's no bad
In this dirty little joint
No dope
You can't depend on anything really
There's no promises there's no point
There's no good there's no bad
In this dirty little joint
No dope
Tank is full, switch is on
Night is warm, cops are gone
Rocket bike is all her own
It's called a hurricane
She told me once it's quite a ride
looks into a mirror
She still sees that little girl
Taking on a cruel, uncaring world
Don't get in her way
Or you're gonna pay with pain
Cause she'll
Can't forget my tambourine boy want a minute
This is a folk tune nad it's called Little Liza Jane
We get some rhythm started here and see what happens
on over, let me show you how bad you are
Just let me take the lead
All you gotta do is let your mind be free
Lets hit the floor and cause a scene
Get
a scene
Get real wet if you know what I mean
What you say baby?
(And she said)
Take me now
I'm hungry for your loving
(And she said)
Show me how
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St. Teresa
Sit down on the corner, just a little climb
When I make my
A little bit south of West Virginia
The miles go by and the engine roars
I've come so far tryin' to forget you
So far from that slammin' door
Hurricane Katrina
I get Superdome defenses tryna find
A way to stop me
I'm offensive with the wordplay
I minored misdemeanors
Bitch, you might need a subpoena
Here's why I get nervous at sunsets
When the sun crouches on the ground at the earth's edge and looks you, eye level in the part of yourself that
before an earthquake
And then the pain will make your heart break
Tears you cry won't be the kind that are fake
Years go by and it gets harder to take
It
get slapped, and revenue grows
From just a little bit of lightweight flamboastin'
Potent fumes lingerin', mighty clouds of northern lights
ARTHUR: Well, I AM king...
DENNIS: Oh king, eh, very nice. An' how'd you get that, eh? By
exploitin' the workers -- by 'angin' on to outdated
able to control this?
I know some fok' that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard the explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane
this song playing
Cause I know
Thats what you need, yeah
Can I put a little umph in it
You love when I'm touching it
Girl you can't get enough
Henny in
you don't wanna dive in
Well okay, I'll keep tryin'
To get you up to my speed
Boy you're in the drivers seat
[Chorus]
If we take it little by little
I'm out talking to the moon hoping my love gets to you thinking maybe you're talking to me too
I told her sweet things about your smile, and how I
hear nothin' bout' no keys boy
But it's like everywhere I go
Everybody pull up low by the boatloads (woah)
Then they get on records and
Rap about
man is going to get you in the end
So listen to the whispering wind
It sounds like a big storm's rolling in
It's gonna rock you like a hurricane
It's
Little by little love
And I try so hard to bury that stuff
Never thought I'd get so fucked up
You saved me though
Little by little love, Little by
make their graves
Placed there by messengers
Angels and sirens
Very important people
VIP rooms smell of piss and potential
The ecstasy of chance flickers
Ima go spend a couple racks on baby
Spend a couple racks on babyy
Young nigga trap going crazy
Young nigga trap going crazy
Hurricanes risk I’m
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