Lyrics:
THE TWO MAGICIANS
The lady sits at her own front door
As straight as a willow wand
And by there come a lusty smith
With his hammer in his hand
Crying
on laying low
I think it's time we allow the Lord God do a good work and through us to win
Let's Go! Let's Go! Let's Go!
[Pre Hook: Tebz Smith]
Every day
Am I Mr Anderson?
Am I Agent Smith?
Am I Mr Anderson?
Am I Agent Smith?
I don't have time for the fake friends
Fake love Fake energy
Keep it real with
Up 2 Di Time
Up to the crime
I told dem, Don, this ain't a Jamaican Labor
Nor the People's National
You know what this is
Badman party, no
" because you're curious
Of the rap style, not heard by the usual
You bite you get damaged, but my brothers stay mutual
[parrish smith]
While I'm
"Everybody don't always make it
But there's always that guy back in
The hood that was the
Shit and inspired the people that
Did make it" Meek Mill
By the time
Haulin', I'm haulin'
Fort Smith to Louisville
I'm gonna see my baby
See my baby with time to kill
Well, I'm flyin', flyin'
No one on the road
Trouble, trouble
On the double, double
These times are gettin' harder and I'm far down in the rubble of the
Trouble, trouble
On the double, double
time no hear, man, what's up?
[James A. Smith]
Say man
People been kicking around a lot of hoe shit in my ears
[Too Black Records representative]
C#m F#m
And sends them on their way
A6 E
Time has been her pay
G#7 C#m
And time will have to tell
Street
Who call themselves The Fugs
In April
They record by Harry Smith doing the
Punkiest songs yet to exist
Lo-fi noisy shit about poetry, sex and drugs
And it took us far away
Every time I turned that dial
I set these two young hearts on fire
And who could blame us
The radio made us
A spot down by
I don't give off good impressions
Mr. Smith walk around with all Wessons
Think it's fight night like it's Tekken
Get the fuck out of my section
I
her time
By the chimney she insists
by that fire it begins
"Have you heard the story of The madman?
Some say he shoveled bodies long ago,
Taking care
the real FM Representers cause they wear my shit
I know ain't nobody touching this so don't compare my shit
You can keep your comment and your like if you
Agent Smith?
I stay up late at night on a daily basis
Plagued by the demon of insomnia
Letting my mind drift and wander in thought
While bumping Sade
Heater in the sand, N***** thirsty, Bet we spinning sum
Like Kentucky derby, Hope you lucky, If you really want it
Reppin FM7 til the death of me, This
Heh, Heh.
His The Only One That Can Give I n I Joy,
His The Only One That Can Give I n I Grace,
This Now The Time, Me Now Want You to know That
The Lord
[Will Smith]|Uh hun|Big Will|Bomba Estereo|Ok|Yeah||[Main Verse: Liliana Saumet]|Llegando ya los amigos|La gente ya esta contenta|Prendamoles los
bottom I ain't get nobody help
I had to climbing up out the gutter I had to do that shit myself
I had to cut off all them haters I can do bad by myself
[Parrish Smith]
Yeah, epmd and das efx, time to flex
Like funkmaster, back to business in your tape deck
Steel I hold it, put it together blindfolded
Their was a time the sun shown brighter down on me
Holding Sarah's hand at the bond fire by the beach
I was going to be a rock star playing in my
My Unlove Story
By Patricia Sparti
Cm/G7/Cm/G7/Fm/A#/G (Dm7b5)
When I met you, I thought I'd Never love again,
At least not from a human, a human
Ain’t one single speck of dust been moved around my childhood room
My boy sat down by the bed on the floor just like I used to do
Must’ve pushed
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