Lyrics:
anga-yangna-baba"..."wha?"..."BABA-BABA-BABA!"..."WHAAAA???". Fuck! (lets out frustrated grunt) By the time I've got that far, I'm fuckin' totally fucked. Because I'm p..., I'm not payin' attention to my gig...
JUDITH
Here! I've got an idea. Suppose you agree that he can't actually have
babies, not having a womb, which is nobody's fault, not even the Romans',
anybody ever gave to me
I've got it decorated, all lit up gifts underneath
You're the angel at the top of my tree
Let's put on that old movie 'It's
what you're stealin'
Your open-wound style needed some healin'
You're stripped out by my flow
I'm glad you know behind
This spark I got the
Phattest
bitches to
"come to my hotel" to livin' in one
Man I ain't never backed down from shit
I got heart you know
The 40? Not an opening act
When it start to show
why'mind yet, 'bouts de mammy o' yo' dreams?
Harry:
You bet! I've waited all my life for this moment! my heart is fluttering! if only I could submit myself
got the moves like Jagger
Uh, I don't need to try to control you
Uh, look into my eyes and I'll own you
With them moves like Jagger
I've got
toes and make her giddy up
Think I'm handsome pay my ransom this that get me up
If the police looking for me would you give me up (would you snitch)
I've
Maybe
But see, I've been strugglin' and hustlin'
Ever since my, grandmother was a baby
You think I'd be sayin' to myself
How many more days you leave
pour it up for me
Ima need to chill my fears
Put it on pops ima push to the top no cap getting paid this year
I’ve been waitin’ a
So you think i’m
wanna but I know I fucking gotta
Obtuse rubber goose, got a noose, round my neck
I'm like check, how I look, bob my head, to some tunes
I'm so lonely Bob
Bob Marley by my lone, I’m unknown, all these other niggas phony, imitating bunch of clones
Switch flows, switch blade
You lack everything ay
I just
back and pull strings
Yeah yeah
Used to have that fuckin' title by name
Yeah yeah now that's nothin' but some
Fire to my flame, Yeah yeah
You ain't
beautiful when she's by my side
You know I've never lied just look in my eyes
Girl, you you look so good
You look so good
You look so good
And you make me fly
pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not
of my shoes
They too timid to even make it a single minute
I was molded by the pain
Shit, I'm Bane, I was raised in it
You and me are not the same
I was
Alrighty, then ... picture this if you will.
10 to 2 AM, X, Yogi DMT, and a box of Krispy Kremes,
in my "need to know" pose, just outside of Area 51
Girl, this rubbled mess was caused by my neglect.
Of course, I'll pay and by the way, my dear,
Here comes Bob!
I ain't subtle in my ways of making
just round two
When you said this was a fight, you weren't kidding
When you said this was a fight, you weren't kidding
Cause there's a cut on my eye
one seems, like a lost body
In fact my thoughts don't differ much from that of God body
But it's the odd shottie, that got cats, likening me
to fight for
I'm sailin' on a boat like a goat, I clear my throat
When I got to Brooklyn, I was broke, so I selled coke
I look in through microscope, for
..."fucking anga-yangna-baba"..."wha?"..."BABA-BABA-BABA!"..."WHAAAA???" Fuck! Uhhhhh! By the time I've got that far, I'm fuckin totally fucked. Because I'm
Stay open like 7/11 that's 24/7, when you need some hot shit
Stop by and get you a beverage, I'm servin'
My rhymes like nickels and dimes
Plug it
Stay open like 7/11 that's 24/7, when you need some hot shit
Stop by and get you a beverage, I'm servin'
My rhymes like nickels and dimes
Plug it
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