Lyrics:
BID'ness cards
Wearin' your knockoff gators
Pimps heartbreakers, dumb-ass Johns
You got to make a decision, to go witcha instincts
and rely on your night
I've been letting the time go by
Letting the time go by
Yes, I'm letting the time go by
Letting the time go by
I'm gonna cash in my hand
And pick
Isabella went missing Tuesday
Not a clue her friends would say
Nothing new by noon on Thursday
The cops would say to wait a day.
Friday night they found
as a hibiscus
Live this every night grinding we like wiz kids
Sickness all in my lining it's quite cryptic
Rap patterns that batter them like hammers
was in a posse never wanted to be
[Chorus]
Many nights she comes to me
She feels me where I lay
I hope to God one day she'll see that my love is
[repeating in background:] "rock, the body body -- rock the body body"
[U-God]
Dino the dart specialist
Knahmean?
Golden Arms, yo
Meth-Tical, John
right by
Ah-heya ma ma ma, into the night-ah
Heya ma ma ma, hey-ay-ay-ay, ah
Life in a northern town
Ah-hey ma ma ma, take it easy on yourself
right by
Ah-heya ma ma ma, into the night-ah
Heya ma ma ma, hey-ay-ay-ay, ah
Life in a northern town
Ah-hey ma ma ma, take it easy on yourself
the time go
NcRRcTOR
Rose, Samuel, Margaret, and John
cdventurers, writers, scientists
Friends on paper, family in brick
Can add ‘time-travelers' to their
Jennifer Mouse was sleepin' in her house.
The night before she'd really gotten soused!
They say her aim in life is raisin' hell.
She does a common
night
And I come here to training
And when I leave tonight
Ecoute, mon spectacle est fini some of you
Will stand by me for ever but some of you
May-be
You know, I worked the Big Packet show in Fort Worth, Saturday night
We had all day Sunday to rest and relax, before I caught another flight
So I
call the immortal spirit
You can feel it all night, you can feel it in the morn'
It creeps in your body, the day you were born
One strike of lightning
The years passed quickly it seemed for the three
Carroll studied law with a bachelor's degree
He'd read law books till way in the night
To be the world's
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin
My music keeps you movin, what are you provin?
You know that I'm two levels above you baby
Hug
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin
My music keeps you movin, what are you provin?
You know that I'm two levels above you baby
Hug
Sometimes I feel like John in patmos when he saw you
Cuz I see the end so clearly and it's all you
If my repentance needs a witness then I got a few
on a street corner
In nothing but a pair of briefs
Socks undershirt sweater jeans
Ball cap and shoes
What just happened I ask myself
As I walk by an appliance
be proud
Bish now take them clothes off and get in this bed
Oh Lord Jezebel all up in my head
I was tempted by that flesh yea I got undressed
My baby
my bitch just might kill again
Pray to God by the night sin again, (yea)
I’m giving you life anything
Off the wall like Mike do ya dance
I’m paying
Spend a whole lotta nights tryin' not to die my nigga
Never said that I was perfect
I'm just gettin' by my nigga
Everybody wanna see me down
That's
and John Deeres
We like our songs with a steel and a banjo
Spend our checks on camo and ammo
And Redneck 35s, longneck Friday nights
Love livin' life in
I'm Jack The Ripper lurking in the dungeon
1888, midnight in London
They flabbergasted by the rappin' bastard
With the rap to match it and the track
Thank you very much
This next song was written by a man right here in Folsom prison
And last night was the first time I've ever sung this song
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