Lyrics:
queen I deserve en crown
Mon pa pe dir ki mon en king e ki mon deserve en crown
Me mon deserve enn ki pou loyal and be real by my side
La ou parey en roz
By James A. White
My dad sat in his chair and picked another winner
As he yelled out to my Mom to go and fix him dinner
And I saw it in her eyes, like
World peace, that's easy
All I gotta do is wake all y'all sleeping
Turn off the news, use logic and reason
It's great to awake from American dreaming
the, girl of your dreams i strongly suggest, you don't let me pass you by
BRIDGE
it's a lesson in simplicity
and i've spelt it out specifically
A. Partridge/The Heads
Pink confetti, shotgun wedding
Rocket secrets someone's shredding
Nineteenth floor.
Laundry ticket that exploded
Oh, the night is my world
City light painted girl
In the day nothing matters
It's the night time that flatters
In the night, no control
Through
dial
Scratch that now back to the club life
I'm a white boy I aint built for the thug life
Even though I spent a couple decades in the drug life
Where
northern light
When I drive by, I feel the wheel pull
But I suspect that she keeps her dance card full
And I'll admit that I keep some company
If I had my
girls to sing me a song
Put a lightning striking band on my tailgate
To raise hell as we go along, hey
Folks, now that you've heard the story
Let's have
wreteched men there
The ocean flowing backward, came we then to the place
Aforesaid by Circe
Here did they rites, Perimedes and Eurylochus
And drawing sword
I've got a picture of your house
and you're standing by the door.
It's black and white and faded,
it's looking pretty worn.
See the factory that i
It's that one type of night with the bright white ice pick
Slipped up signature, wrestle till I scribble shit
Who in my space smell khaki leather
Everybody wanna hang out right now
But it seems I can never put the mic down
My friends swimming in the clout
With the white powder
And my ears is
I've got a picture of your house
And you're standing by the door
It's black and white and faded
And it's looking pretty worn
See the factory that I
Glowing by the light of this southbound train
She's shouting good Christian soldiers stamp their ration book with failure
And twinkle little Stalin's
in the winter I am cool, but never cold
Boys and girls, they've seen the world destroyed by a little toy
Reach around behind me set this unit
a cheetah
Knew this white girl, ass like bonita
But she high like she the one and when you high like I need her
Fell in love once and she cheat cheat
Take your money and cap you with it
Tell your girl I'ma mack you with it
White and red pearl
Cadillac you with it
Face to face I might shake you with
concieved to die,
And I could pass you by with that look on my face,
That says "hey go fuck off,"
I'm leaving this place,
So warm up the pavement hot,
world out big shit
I'm hitting every house like
I'm a Girl Scout
I don't trust a soul homie
I'm throwing this referral out
Jail monster, dumbbells,
crossed you girl you need a hand
Save you from going under
Those silver tongue devils whisper
In your ear they only tell you what they
Think you want
Underground and her life really got grim
Pregnant by KRS, blamed the baby on Rakim
Traveled the overseas and then she got wise
Left in 93 and that's right
After
Got a picture of your house and you're standing by the door
It's black and white and faded and it's looking pretty worn
I see the factory that I
And my name out your mouth
Young nigga stay lit now the light bill crazy
Spent alotta time with the white girl lately
Still cruise thru the streets bumpin
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