Lyrics:
right, their get nice, they get by (oh my)
They get open, get ready, get primed
The national pastime is victimless crime
You want your thrill and I want
put your hands in the air
Everybody everybody everybody everybody
Everybody here put your hands in the air, cause
Everybody needs a little love
And we
your hand is mine
Look up when the world gets you down
And you're gonna get by
Hang in when the world counts you out
And you're gonna be fine
your only chance
I feel outta place
And I'll never understand
Why you in my face
But don't wanna catch these hands
Burner on my waist
And that blade up
we can save us
Mentally enslave us, for little or nothing kill our neighbors
Animalistic, caniballistic, behavior
Look to the sky for your savior
He
hands in the air, I know you got the loot
Or better yet, face down on the ground, empty your pockets troop
Hit the deck I got the tech right on your
the oxygen
Then wave your hands, when you're ready I'll send you
Into your favorite dance so let the rhyme continue
And so on and I'ma go
the oxygen
Then wave your hands, when you're ready I'll send you
Into your favorite dance so let the rhyme continue
And so on and I'ma go
the raps
You shoot, I shoot back no questions asked
Raise your hands for the realest cat alive
The only child blues
The only child who? Yo
And I remember
Roll down the window my man froze
Compose strike me a pose
You best do dash ten toes ten toes
You don’t want to get lit by the end of this (rahh)
ain't talkin' to 9-1-1 to negotiate
I'ma fuck all your baby mamas and procreate
Give your son a new little brother, I hope he hate
Got a bullet for
horror scene? Look at me on NBC, I got a gun in my hand, I'll make the whole world understand how good this feels to cause a tragedy. Reporting live
She is little, cruel and crushin'
Take your tool while you're
Fooled by blushin'
Mind your head stead of findin' Russians
Plums a professor, ladies
hands hands hands
I understand stand stand baby dance dance dance
Hope she caught the vibe of this hopeless romance
I just want get a little closer baby
about playing by your rules
Damn, I never felt this cool
Boom, make way when they come through
Could count em on one hand, but you still lose
Couldn't
Stay
Just a little moment longer
Be by my side
Do you Heart
How the raindrops are falling
Slowly Down one by one
Stay don't let go of my hand
I
panky
And a little dranky wanky
Tell me bout your innermost thoughts, wants, needs and your desires
And I'll tell you about mine
We can spend some
always see
You keep running
You keep running
You keep running
But I can see your every move
Dear Adam Dear Adam
Dear Adam and sweet little Eve
Don't you
Oh I
Still see your face
Through the filters and the shades of gray
Oh I
My little marigold
I could never let you go
Years go by
You're still on my
loud
Aye
If you get lost on your way home
Greetings from little saigon
Busted English
Broken English from the gullets of the drunks
By
A little more than just friends
Feel like I could be the one to put a ring on your hand
I could see us going somewhere
I can't lie
You been missing my whole
away it's hard to let go
So just smile and let me know
Take my hand and dont let go
I need a little light to guide me home
To where the stars begin
then
Just to get your mixtape haunted by the skeleton
I keep my money where my mouth. I’m a gentleman
Never leave the house and still I stay elegant
Welcome to the war today
Hands up in a fiery blaze
All or nothing, we were born to say
Welcome to the war today!
This is your battle ground!
This is
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