Lyrics:
Your mama don't dance and your daddy don't rock and roll
Your mama don't dance and your daddy don't rock and roll
When evening rolls around
I know I'd stand in line until you think you
have the time to spend an evening with me
And if we go someplace to dance I know
That there's
that is cool, no I'm not a fool
Takin you to school, don't be late for school, fool
I'm suckin your girl while your ass in school
Fool, why bother
when the money in her face
My young nigga caught his ass on camera, keep showin' it like a highlight tape
Heardheaded, we ain't care what Simon say
It was late with the TV flicker
Sittin' down in the dead of winter
Getting warm with the cheap spiced liquor
Tryin' link up a way to escape a little
Harold Hoppus sat in his velvet reclining chair
Sipping a glass of scotch and reading
The previous evening's edition of the post
It was Sunday
a kiss
Wake up in the evening with a piece of him inside you
Try to run away but it's too late they're gonna find you
Sorry for the opulence but I could
the sidewalk
Disappearing into the booze shop
Rainbow queues stand down by the news stand, waiting for the late
show
Pin ball, sin hall, minds in free
the sidewalk
Disappearing into the booze shop
Rainbow queues stand down by the news stand, waiting for the late
show
Pin ball, sin hall, minds in free fall
I know I stand in line
Until you think you have the time
To spend an evening with me
And if we go some place to dance
I know that there's
I know I stand in line, until you think you have the time
To spend an evening with me
And if you go someplace to dance, I know that there's
and assassins and ladies of the night
I call upon you this evening in the hope of shedding some light
I can't go into detail or finger unfounded fools
But
and melodies
And i'm just hoping that rose would save me
But i guess it's too late
"The velvet up in flames what a sight to see"
Part 4: 180mph fueled by six
Bootlegged by Nike they sly
Phil Knight should hurry and die
Don't ask me to ease up
After one wear of a 200 dollar pair
Of shoes and the in-sole creased up
of the morning
And His is the Praise in the heavens and the earth, and glorify Him in the late afternoon and when you reach mid-day
He brings forth the living from
I been goin' through some things lately
Coolin' by my dolo in the late evening
Tilt my cup for my homies who ain't here
I don't think that anyone can
But you're still twisting words
Into what you wanna hear
They say they used to roll up the sidewalks
In the evening
Because nothings ever been solved
But I run it up by any means
Mama told me gotta run a check up
Been at the bottom hope i'm next up
Message in a bottle need the treasure
Yeah
I know I stand in line
Until you think you have the time
To spend an evening with me
And if we go someplace to dance
I know that there's a chance
the morning
Bacon on the side
You're all that I'm wanting
Needing to get by
Sunsets in the evening
Late night summer breeze
You're my puzzle piece
We go
"Maschendrohtzaun" late at night,
Maschendrohtzaun in the evening,
"Maschendrohtzaun" makes me feel alright.
And if I ever be king
and I get a crown
then it would
That's just how it goes in the crazy ass South
Los Angeles, Califas crazy 213
Always running from the motherfucking LAPD
Simon living life, hanging from
days
I mean at sixteen
No clue what I was doing
cnd at seventeen
Thought we had poise, some class
By eighteen could drink legally in bars
By nineteen I
I know I stand in line
Until you think you have the time
To spend an evening with me
And if we go someplace to dance
I know that there's a chance
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