Lyrics:
so I function differently. Better.
If you, too, happen to be nervous about public speaking - whether it's during small meetings of your team or in
let go of the sound of baby
Used to tell me that I'm too damn patient
Well I guess I'm guilty by association
It's all desire in the end
Like black
believe in you, like a virgin, you're Madonna
And I'm always gonna wanna blow your mind yeah
Hey soul sister
Ain't that Mister Mister on the radio
to class
Everybody wanna act like they bad but watch hot they react when they hit a snag
I bet a million that they quit
Guilty by association second hand
playin' by no rules
And girl singin' melodies
And it soundin' like your favorite song playin' on the radio
And can't get enough of me
I had a girl
henny, say my chicks an plenty pay.
Your boy Tech done blown, an still rep the home,
But now I just wanna be left alone.
They wish death and my flesh
playing that same old song
And it won't be long
Before I'm on my way
Just like my radio
You keep playing that same old song
It goes on and on
Every
question please.
I.B. - Ah. Wow. In your album you disrespect women by calling us hoes. Why is that?
Dres - Listen, listen, listen. Honey, ho is merely
Should write this verse on ya tombstone
Death by association
I take no vacation
I'm a working matrix
This was orchestrated
Skipped the court and paid it
I
Hip-Hop need to wake up, we the fuckin' clock radios
[Chorus]
We original officially the most original
If we wasn't so original then we'd be criminal
I drive away from your house, chasin' butterflies out
Girl, I don't know how you do it
Roll the radio down, say "I love you" out loud
Man, I think
Time after time yeah it's how they survive
I got a song and an album in mind
First one called Chimez
Second one flies
Up on the radio 99.5
Yuh
I wanna be
that I've been cold since they invented Nintendo
Well I hit it, to make them sit down
Bitches that wanna get down
Give me a little mid-dle
Gotta be
association.
Don't wanna hear nothing, no excuses we ain't conversating.
I'd rather stay all alone know I love my isolation.
Could you tell me, how did shit get
and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by
and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by
and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by
still be at your ass firin' (brr brr)
I still call it safe, I would suck if I was umpirin'
Boy I hit the beat I just treat that shit like a diary
I
my light
I wanna be yours, I wanna be yours
I wanna be yours tonight
You're on replay
You're always in my mind
I wanna be yours, I wanna be yours
I
wanna be bad
Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin' how funky and strong is your fight
It doesn't matter who's
How have you been?
I'm checking in
It's like you're never around
It's not a sin
To do as you will
But I wanna know how your day was
To be honest
Deep
No one's untouchable
That's just your dream
Your dream
Yo trust me
So many lives are
Affected each day
When somebody dies from a
Seven inch blade
old brown overcoat
They never said your name
But I knew just who they meant
Woah
Oh, I was so surprised and shocked
And I wondered too
If by chance
you're buffer
my nine is buckin' bigger motherfuckers, turnin' men to suckers
Niggas wanna spark a little ruckus
Better duck 'cause I'll be poppin' them
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