Lyrics:
If it's till the death
Might as well be fresh
Can't live with regrets
Ain't got much time left
I be with the set
Come pay your respects
Throwed like
No card, no gift, no flowers
Could get me back with you
Your kiss, your touch
Girl, you know I miss it (hey, hey)
But you got my heart inside
gon' go on vacation
Wait, damn, okay that's way too far ahead of me
So I'm just tryna take it day to day if they would let a G, breath
Cop cars by
today
You’re by my side it helps to be crazy
Taking on the world today
Hey hey
Hey hey
I might have showed up a little too late
But my car broke
(Hey it's me Sharrison uhh just wanted to come here and say)
Talked to you in game, you're not the one to date
At least that's what i felt like for
sista, go sista
[Mya:]
He met Marmalade down IN old Moulin Rouge
Struttin’ her stuff on the street
She said, "Hello, hey Jo, you wanna give it a go?" Oh!
think I'm better off alone
The curse is set the curse is set
The monsters real
Tainting thoughts inside my head
There's no escape
No better way
I wish I
you say I won't make it through
You're hanging by a thread when no one seems to care
As wind sets, we'll forget
We'll move ahead, we'll find our
another 2 weeks it's be something
Else
I swear you better off by your fucking self
Can't you see that your living in hell
Now im sitting in my home
c
The sun is hot and that old clock is movin' slow and so am I
Workday passes like molasses in wintertime, but it's July
I'm gettin' paid by
I'm just livin' my life, livin' my life
Livin' my life, Livin' my life, my life, my life
I still love it when my jeans hang low
Hooky on a Monday
Anytime me touch road some bwoy fret
Take weh bwoy gyal easy so it set
Dawg a so it set
Dwag
Man money nuff
Touch the road and quick man bun it up
Man ting
bit what and who made what
Nigga fuck all y'all styles
I'm finna set this shit off like this here
Chitowns murderous mob gothic
Hard knock it give me
we don't stunt wit it
Off top Big Tymers gon' come with it
Layin it down this month cause we got a reason (fo' sho')
And we gon' rip shit up cause it's
of a king
Divided it up for diamonds and rings
Now they're telling the singers there's no place to sing
On the streets of St. Augustine
Hey, hey, hey
with me, the problems don't exist
Anywhere you wanna go, scratch it off your list
You wouldn't even wanna cry if you imagine this
Oh, you can cry
much care
I guess I was pretty well satisfied
Had my little lady right by my side
Takin' it easy, yeah still waitin'
Worm been gone off-a that hook
the music, if you like to dance then just keep on grooving, hey hey hey
You know what we're doing
I'm getting you to move and
It's the summer time groove
Got
in front of me
I'm going in
Moving forward
Ain't looking back
Boy Ima do more
I'm sorry man no cap
But you gon be losing more
I set it off I'm blowing
my name, and Pharoahe Moch, why we came what?
We off the chain, plus we plottin on the chain, what?
Know ya role, by the way tuck ya gold
And you
Girls, rub on your titties (Yeah)
Yeah fuck it I said it rub on ya titties
New York City gritty committee, pity the fool that act shitty
In the midst
Hey
Get out of your head Get out of your bed
It's noon on a Monday
You've
Been sulking around Cause he let you down
And moved out to L.A.
If you only
Pradaa religious
(Religious)
Pop a bottle on a Monday, fuck traditions
(Yeah)
Now we're all smoking in the Hall of Fame
It's me, Pradaa man
Yeah we
WILL
IT’S TOO HARD TOO HEAR!
DR. STONE
OUR CASE IS GONNA BE MOVED!
WILL
CAN I CALL YA BACK?
DR. STONE
CAN YOU BE HERE BY TWO?
WILL
Yeah, yeah,
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