Lyrics:
saw my Momma
Crying
Lost in a world
Where the stars
Don't shine
Yo
You see this apartment
This is where I was born at
See this apartment
This
is my castle
Dwell in realms of now but vidi those of the past
Seen a glimpse from ahead and I don't think it's gonna last
And you can bet your ass
Don't say that you want me , your actions be acting funny
Do you love me? Feeling like Notebook P
In my spot is where i be with my notebook please
Don
a frat house
This is a problem this is not music
I hope you find it cause he about to lose it
Joey don't do it
Joey done did it
Joey keep doin' it
yeah
This is just a little tune about graffiti
The idea is to let you know
That graffiti is rockin' and it's on the go
And there's a lot more to it
If
homeboy Eazy E in de house
won't you tell 'em what your name iz?
[MC Ren]
MC Ren is the mothafuckin' Coroner
I'm gettin' rid of mothafuckaz as if they was
build, brick by brick, this is the house of God
This is the house of God
May You find us seeking You first
May You find us declaring Your worth
In this
to say this out loud
So uh, if you could sort of roll along with this thing here
This is called, "Last Thoughts on Woody Guthrie"
Um, when your mind
Low end theory
Feeling magnifique
Dip my toes in the water
Sip a little consciousness
This life is a riddle and it's always dropping hints
Point to your
Now what y'all want me to do
Keep your shit the hardest
It's about to go down
Niggas is ready to start this war that's for sure
They can come
more than average
This lipstick not chapstick
Stay in the house, don't go outside
When the world open up, imma cop a brand new ride
All these racks in
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
together again
You who are broken, stop by (wont't you stop on by?) the potter's house (stop on by the potter's house)
You who need mending (if your
real world is, only a dream
I love you cat
I love you too
Jour body moved slow and your brain did too
Your mind was wrecked by drugs
I'm glad I don
shit on you
Is Richard Pryor still alive?
If not I'm sicker than he was prior to him dyin' (what?)
Born brainless, this steel ain't stainless
Your
on you
(I don't give a fuck about you or your car)
I'll shit on you
(Fuck your house, fuck your jewelry and fuck your watch)
I'll shit on you
(Fuck
understand really unless
you're deep into the vibe of house. House is an uncontrollable
desire to jack your body. And, as I told you before, this is
our house
like this
I never listened spent my childhood years in
My neighborhood prison
The world don't give a fuck about the kids
I can see from the poverty
Most people don't see how much work is really involved
In this rap shit
I didn't know it
I didn't see it
I never saw it until I was actually in it
through the day thinking there's no way
I'm gonna make it through this
And I say to myself "Baby no te preocupes"
No don't you worry
My house is your
for your download link
I let Ja Rule when I murder ink
Murder pink, murder what you thought and what you think
This Queens prodigy is the product
for a story
There is a house with an attic
Inside the attic, there is another house
It is assumed that individuals are living within this attic, within
really
unless you're deep into the vibe of House
house is an uncontrollable desire to jack your body
and as I told you before, this is our house and our
just sucking off the top like a flowbee
I never settle for less
Than whatever I feel I need
Your dude is old news
Check me I'm the NIV
I'm the kind
.JPG/222px-Arve_Moen_Bergset_med_Oslo_Filharmonien_(cropped).JPG "Arve Moen Bergset")
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