Lyrics:
I'm pullin up, I'll be waiting out front
Girl I'm waiting on you
Saying that it's love you been wanting
Show me if it's true
Now I got plans turning
expect your back to break
That's cool, sweet
Don't bend for 'em
'Less of course it's at your knee
That's always followed by full extension
I said your
Stare it clear in the eye
Whatever the price
Maybe brings your demise
But be willing to die before you die
So when it's your time
You never will
Every
do shit for me just like the others
Put that on my Muva
Know mistakes where made, came by the dozen
But I’ll tell you what it wasn’t
Nah this ain’t
last night made about a mil
Did it just by sitting still, Real Perc Demon pop a pill
Say I'm sick nah bitch I'm ill, fuck a bitch til she can't feel
Yeah
on the table
So gimme all the good things
Gimme all the riches
Gimme all the girls
Ill work for that
Yeah gimme all the pipe dreams
Gimme all the brass rings
So glad you're here
A lovely dear old friend
Old friend
Gustave, Gustave, Gustave?
Must we always be chasing after the boy?
I promise you, when
the best
We holding it down while I'm counting up checks
Put a price on ya head, come to your county, then I'll leave you dead
Guess that's why they call me
little by little
When she walked in that building it's like my world got little
I won't continue the story cause ill get choked up little
But you knew
"Bring 'em up dead"
"Statik Selektah"
"Can you say New York City?"
"Your mind is all about crime, your mind is all about crime"
"Bring 'em up
to you and yours
My name is Ad-Rock, I'm from the B-boys
I go by the sign of, umm Scorpio
You know I rock ya' body in stere-ereo
Been down with
(??) fatality
You'll be fled
I'll be glad
When I make you hit that grass
I ain't showin' no mercy
God damn it I'm bustin' that ass
I'm havin'
Glyde!
Dolce vita to you and your misses!
This is the moment I've longed for
Everything's for the best now
I'll have an empty nest now!
And here's
the ribbon
The county brass band played
What a sad moment it seems they struck up now
No one ever could say why
But oh, the ships just passed on by
Niggas be claiming that they killers you ain't down to ride
You ain't never had to hustle cause your mama crying
A lot of shit that I then seen left
satisfaction guaranteed
You don't have to worry
I'll get whatever you need
Being by your side is like living in a dream
Long as you're alive life is good as it
I can tell by the way you're walking
You don't want company
I'll let you alone and I'll let you walk on
And in your own good time you'll be
rage when he sees that the centre page is a boy band poster.
"She's possessed by the devil!"
Her mother shouts.
Blaming it on Satan, like it's
you into a zone, let that energy flow in your veins
And when I start to hear those Kelly Bundy howls from y'all, I'll know where am. . . know what i'm
my whole clip to survive shootouts
Been on both coasts fired all kinds of heat
Probably be kinda glad to leave these mean streets
I got dead mens
my whole clip to survive shootouts
Been on both coasts fired all kinds of heat
Probably be kinda glad to leave these mean streets
I got dead mens
I've been hanging on by a thread (Forreal)
But I'll be damned if I'm not at this shit
Till I am dead (AHHH)
Pots and Pans
That's where it all started
Wear feather in my cap
Directed a band with big brass buttons
In a tornado kept conducting
All this opportunity
Was lucky for a mouse like me
They only pay attention to you when You're dead
I'm just glad I got attention before I Was gone
I been feeling like the dead i hear it All alone
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