Lyrics:
Rosey, how are you?
Jackie, hey man, that's really out of sight
Well, thanks, Rosey wow, you sure are big
Well, you know
Being big get me into a lot
a fuck.
Chances are usually not good
'Cause I freeze with my hands on a hot hood.
And gettin' jacked by the you-know-who.
When in a black and white
the fire til we're out of sight
Jesus you're Messiah
Jesus you're the Savior
Yeshua Hamaisha and I'm going to praise you every daya
I just want to wait
now I'm on a Delta flight
107 Records studios I'ma kill the mic
39 hoes up in the crib like I'm Dwight
Cartier frames on my face blocking my sight
I was
You will always have your way
Or get to shooting on sight
Out of room to be kind now
I have to be free
Either way will be painful
Just a matter
lawdy mama those Friday nights
When Suzie wore her dresses tight
Crocodile rocking was out of sight
(Laa, la-la-la-la-laa)
(La-la-la-la-laa)
Lawdy mama those Friday nights
When Suzie wore her dresses tight
And the Crocodile Rocking was out of sight
La lalalala la lalalala la lalalala la
But
o'clock
Past your bedtime
Take your ass to bed
You ain't 'posed to be hearin' this shit, word up
Punishment motherfuckers
By the Punisher, and Busta
Brando Flux:
Down and out in San Marino on a roulette binge
I'm trying not to cringe watch ‘em tow the Bentley off
6 AM cold, yawn and gently cough
better
Disappear out of sight, rejection is my fright
To me you're like a drug-boy, easy red light
I want you
I want you
To weak or wreak I can't
syphon life from the globe
A sight to behold
I took a tainted doctrine and live by it
The hedonist put myself on a strict diet
Coffee, opiates, cigarettes
sound like the drum
of a neighboring tribe,
absorb the vibe,
feels good close my eyes,
and swept out the loot
by the crisp night air,
I gotta stay aware,
the between lines of the doubt
cs I question, I'm hoping that time helps me out
Now its time, and I'm running right up
to the finish line
By design, imma send
usually not good
Cause I freeze with my hands on a hot hood.
And getting' jacked by the you-know-who.
When in a black and white the capacity is two.
Yeah, it's like the ultimate party favor baby ya know?
Two cups will get her hot and out of her clothes ya know?
Caribou Lou it's like
151 Rum,
Can you hear it coming down
Breaking piece by piece
I can feel it coming now
Ground shaking at my feet
It would be a sight to see
Tear the walls down
Taped to legs beneath pants
Likened to a dark moon
Colliding with the dead world
The red world
Unknown zone of tonight
Flagged down by the sight
Wavers
through the game, then rep for the borough
And there ain't no name that can make me shudder
Woke by a clock, and I wouldn't be alarmed
Nah
Sheero, how
horse and ride It till the morning comes
Clock in to work and get this job Done
And clock out of work and ride of Till dawn and
This time I'm gonna do it
time if you want it
Always more time on that clock to make a play
Speed of light, outta sight, it came and then it went
Never telling the meaning
Different cities
Homie different brag
Time is money
Vegas never lag
Showing out
We be turning heads
Rolling 7's
Ain't no doubting it
Make it back
By
will I find the passion to feel alive again
The clock is ticking and the days go by
I can run but I cannot hide
I wish
That things were different for you
get out of it
Any and all should fall, many are small should call
Naughty By Nature the creator of all y'all
Show hope, show no hope and can't cope,
a bullet in my own head, it's my death
So when twelve o'clock jump on eve of 11/9
Suicide
Just as I thought, a bright light
Greeted by friends
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