Lyrics:
Houston
Houston means that I'm a one day closer to you
Oh, honey, Houston
Houston means the last day of the tour and we're through
Well honey,
And I'm still in the dark
'Cause I can't seem to find the light alone
Sometimes I feel like a man in the wilderness
I'm a lonely soldier off to war
to do
Imma roll me a blunt
Got drank
Call me a hoe or two
Now I know that it sound like I'm living on the edge
Only you ain't hear the worst
Got
over backwards baby
Not to please
'cause i'm seeing things for the first time
I'm seeing things for the first time, oh yeah
I'm seeing things for
with this pimpin'
Girl, I'm a call ya (Call ya)
Later on tonight or tomorrow ('Morrow), now follow
What you gonna do, with this baller
What you
I'm just playin' wit' y'all niggaz
I'm just playin' wit' y'all niggaz
I'm just playin' wit' y'all niggaz
I'm just playin' wit' y'all niggaz
They see
I'm just playing wit y'all niggas, I'm just playing wit y'all niggas
I'm just playing wit y'all niggas, I'm just playing wit y'all niggas!
They
I don't get my way
I only want to fertilize another behind my lover's back
I sit and watch it grow standin' where I'm at
Fertilize another behind
Straight Spittin'
Flipmode Squad
_The_Imperial_
I'll bust all you cats in the game for malpractice
I'm in Jersey, where I'm paying no taxes
Rock that's me
And the party jumpin is what I'm for seeing
So just chill or I'll boot you
Get on me and I'll shoot you
I'm fresh to that there's no
I've been pushed around
Made to look a clown
But now, now I know
It is time for me to start to grow
I'm gonna be king
I'm gonna see things
I'm painting, I'm painting again.
I'm painting, I'm painting again.
I'm cleaning, I'm cleaning again.
I'm cleaning, I'm cleaning my brain.
Ridin down Broadway in a taxi
Hang a right at 25th
Just a little too swift, jo'
Let me out, I'm gonna walk from here on
Here's 4 bucks you drive
What's this magic that I feel inside?
So exciting when I'm close to you
When I'm touching you I can feel it come alive
Hypnotized by what's inside
Well, I'm sittin' here beside the railroad track
And I'm waitin' for that train to bring her back
If she's not on the five-nineteen
Then I'm gonna
featuring M.O.P.
[Parrish Smith]
Huh Erick Sermon EPMD check it M.O.P.
Erick and Parrish millennium Ducats
Hold me down hold
I'm feeling rot
I'm feeling rotten today
I ________ guess
I forgot I am shot
I'm not O.K.
So long to pain
So long to games
So long say
Guess I'm at a crossroads, lost hope and I lost quotes
My heart smokes for the fire that ya'll done provoked
For the disbelievers guess the game was
What's up?
What's up with that, what's up? What's up?
What's up with that what's up
I'm trying to talk, just fuck off
Quit fucking with them buzzards
how they murder son
Tired of them killing us, I'm on my way to Ferguson
Talked to TIP, I talked to Diddy, them my brothers walking with me
Mothers
And critics sayin' I'm out of control (out of control)
'Cause I'm abusing these drugs when I beat it
But my shoes tied
So I ain't trippin, I ain't trippin,
Your pretty brown eyes, your wavy hair,
I won't go home no more, 'cause you're not there.
I'm telling you now like I told you before,
I'm so in
Okay now why I'm always running from the police when I come outside
I be lowkey I be hoping they won't notice when I come outside
And if you looking
I'm like "hey, what's up, hello"
Seen yo pretty ass soon as you came in that door
I just wanna chill, got a sack for us to roll
Married to the money,
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