Lyrics:
alone knock-a
A clock on my chest proves I don't fess
I'm a clock-a, rock-a rockin' wit-da-rest
Flavor in da house by chuck-d's side
Chuck got da
Let me please welcome you all to my area
Beautiful place we're calling her Nigeria
She's so great and well in-fact imperial
Unfortunately ojojumo
your manicure, pedicuring your feet
Conch burger from Imperial is on me
Like the cute way you looking at me while you eat
What a treat, you look sweet,
earth
Froze in a ice age
Made things out of stone building from scratch
We in the stone age
Crumble down to pieces
Bitch im still alive
I walk around
Air Force clean
Y’all don’t wanna touch my fresh looking
hedi slimane rive gauche old piece
Ahluwalia for the pants no jeans
Air Force clean
Y’all
that's why they call you G
Wagon k aage lagana jldi sedha bawe phir toh skirr
Stoned bande prefer karte peace, rakhte piece
Locked doors kholu Mera pass
By the darkest river, beneath the leafless trees
I think I'm drowning, this dream is killing me
(Wake up, wake up, wake up)
In the coldest winter,
By the darkest river, beneath the leafless trees
I think I'm drowning, this dream is killing me
(Wake up, wake up... wake up)
In the coldest winter,
to do? (yeah)
What I'm supposed to do? (huh?)
What I'm supposed to do? (yeah)
I'm surrounded by all these bad bitches, but I only want two (two)
I'm
lose, she lays on me
And nothing else matters
She takes all my broken pieces, and she puts them together
When I'm through, she stands by me
When
Remember the days nobody believed
Had to get dirty and roll up the sleeves
Rims came imported a thousand a piece
I wanna buy it I don't wanna lease
mailed her some flowers, I swipe with the piece
Tell me if I'm tripping
Standing by yo love, I might fall in
Yo loyalty in question, who side you on
I just
Been labeled, stigmatized, stereotyped
There's an entertainment disease
Worse than cancer a venereal type
I spit imperial-type game like
Digga from
looks so satisfied
But I've known about her much too long
She can't conceal what she feels inside
I'm gonna show her that piece by piece, inch by
Cool
Blue Ice,
Things never looked this nice
[Verse 1]
It's the life we live, it's the price we pay
400 a zip, imperial rose
Black diamonds and all
same thang game came when I left em
I do it by my lonely now I'm the Big Homie
But I'm his Royal Slickness ghetto weakness come Rick is
And a bitch by the name of America's on it
The same bitch that jacked my forefathers
And the Indians took my motherfucking religion
Place a holy Bible in my
Bang bang same thang game came when I left em
I do it by my lonely now I'm the Big Homie
[Slick Rick]
But I'm his Royal Slickness
Cool blue Ice
Things never looked this nice
It's the life we live, it's the price we pay
400 a zip, Imperial Rosé
Black diamonds and all of my whips
On a Monday, I am waiting
Tuesday, I am fading
And by Wednesday, I can't sleep
Then the phone rings, I hear you
And the darkness is a clear view
On a Monday, I am waiting
Tuesday, I am fading
And by Wednesday, I can't sleep
Then the phone rings, I hear you
And the darkness is a clear view
person, had no idea
Just like that honey flipped three times
With nickels and dimes staking rhymes by the eons
Situation around the way with my women
from the imperial
In theory, though, low end scenario
It's sound boy burial drove me to classic material
Aerial nights blew my mind out of stereotypes
Two People In the World
Little Anthony and the Imperials
Written by Richard Barrett and Ernest Wright, Jr.
This did not make the Pop chart
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