Lyrics:
the passenger
Kush in my lungs lick your lips we be flirting
Toes by your kneecaps looks baby no swerving
You say I'm flyer than Julius Erving
Can't fall in love
becomes delicious
Showbiz people
Always there to be interested in what you say
We are artists; we are sensitive and important
We nod our heads
in the block holding
If you see me rolling by
Remember that you don't know me (you don't know me)
If you see me in the streets rolling
If you see me
from my friends Johnnie, Jack, and Jim
Gettin' so faded
Tryin' not to face it
But every sip I'm takin'
It only makes me miss you more
Thought I
(Fall)
If a nigga too tall ima shoot him in his knees
Like braces put the medal to his teeth
Put a hole in his head turn a nigga to a dolphin
Fuck up
Yeah
I miss the days when no one even knew my name
Now everywhere I go I wear a hat to hide my face
I got weapons hidden inside every room in my
to the stars
Leave my mark on the canvas
No paint
M-m-mental scars And mementos
Old age can't erase
Sta-sta-stark in the face
Harp on the days
Sharpen ability
of the street
Or join in on a bloodbath in the street
Survive my nigga
If you wanna get up
Better get with the Byrdgang
(Repeat)
Verse 2
Max B:
I can pipe,
a reflection of my section and my section eight
Enough, I own eight sections of the world, where I'm sexin' eight girls
Where I have them comin' in (uh)
Nitty, forgive me
New York shit is in me, mad love for my city
All hail the Queen of the C.R.U.
My peeps call me too, they killin till I'm through
Get
problem
I just need my mouth on your motherfuckin’ bottom
No legs, no arms, no head, no issue
Lick that booty clean, she don’t need a fuckin tissue
Nope!
to stay, I'm never leavin'
Molding my life an artisan
Unbelievable like margarine
Was late to hit the start button
But I'm far from the hole I started in
All
Doc turnin dark off a warning shot
Drive off and pop, six in ya hood
[Monch] Fuck the limelight, we rhyme tight, plus snatch the goods
Yea-yeah my
ya role, by the way tuck ya gold
And you and your mic can ease on down the road
Assholes are like opinions, everybody got to have one
Shootin' in
survive
Only with a knife?
Bunch of bodies on the room
In my mind it's just a bloom
I came here by afternoon?
Oh my god, I'M DOOMED
Bunch of bodies
benefits
Paranoia writes the checks
Strung out like a marionette
A hole in the sky, a hole in your head
It's business as usual
We're bringing you
benefits
Paranoia writes the checks
Strung out like a marionette
A hole in the sky, a hole in your head
It's business as usual
We're bringing you disaster in
Because we're sick and fuckin' tired
Of being mistreated by the undefeated
Power to the seat that can't be beat
Probably gone is the head that make
Jim Jones ? Scarz
[Jim Jones]
I?m speeding through my days
off to see tomorrow but you
get one chance at life (one chance)
so if I do die
PUT YOUR SHIRT BACK ON!
Champion: I?ll tell you one thing. no one?s fucking up me in my hole.
Donald: As we join the action,
Champion: Because thay
the hot head
I was on stage with the mash
Just in case somebody told me to suck my mum in the clash
Way too, way too, way too, way too gassed
Heard man
and said
"I can do no more for him, Jim"
With hands that were trembling
I picked up my gun
And aimed it at Shep's faithful head
I just couldn't do it,
You Dead Off In My Head Already
You Dead Up in my Head Already
You Dead Up in my Head Already
You Dead Off In My Head Already
I'm A Touch When I See
his ritual in front of just the wrong set of headlights
My great aunt Mina saw him, but she made sure to stay calm
She got home to my granddad Jim
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