Lyrics:
foreplay
[Chorus]
[Interlude: Ghostface Killah (sample)]
Oh shit, it's that Bally, it's that slick Bally
'88 material, little niggaz don't know
mistake?
True colors'll show
Baby, just put me on display
Think I've been here before
I've turned some hearts into stone
And I can't hide it no more
before
I've turned some hearts into stone
And I can't hide it no more
My love is a mood ring
Up and down emotions
All these mood swings
You know
Set it off!
Verse 1 (Hempzee#93)
In all I do I put a beauty to
By my obligation for creation for my crew
Whether it’s writing, rappin,
Pocket full of stones
On the block we was serving (underground kid)
Put it all on the line
Ain’t nothing for certain (nothing but death)
Tryna touch me
Stones where meant to be
I got one thing I want you to hear
At the same time and the same place, I exist with you my dear
And year by year
It slips away
Ayo, I mob how I mob, yeah, I'm hood with it
Fifth of Patron in the Bentley, yeah, I'm good with it
Everything Suge with it, I'm a boss like that
you)
If you made it up how can it save you? (can it save you?)
The Nerve Interlude
The nerve of you niggas
The nerve of you bitches (yeah)
Everybody
combination
Backed up by Apollo show band
A nation of millions
Into the Tiffany's feeling
A shine over Sly Stone
Let's coast to the Kokomo and take it slow
"It's a shame, it's a downright disgrace"
But long as I got you by my side, I don't care what your people say.
Your friends tell you there's no future in
hit it all day
Something like a rising star that's on Broadway
Sex real live with a Illmatic foreplay
[Chorus]
[Interlude: Ghostface Killah (sample)]
be in Russia
I'mma touch ya
Vocal assassin, motivated by cash
Shoot for the loot, brownies and black mask
Wit' da limited edition classic
Rhymes
small
For the black-suited boys
Oh angel, it's coming down stone by stone
It's breaking up, home by home
[Chorus]
Take it away, take it away
In
shit casual
Happens all the time, plus I'm dark and handsome
Shit broken by design, it's a tantrum
Losin' touch of everything I know
Prayin' for my
an interlude
Sirens singing 'fore Tekashi gets an interview
While you wonder why your silence is invincible
Pass the dutch 'cause your mandem mineral
Your stones
and stones
May break my bones
I get feeling when you touch me
I know I'm feeling myself when I'm with you
Baby I'm Smoking onnat sticky n I'm stoned
I could
and stones
May break my bones
I get feeling when you touch me
I know I'm feeling myself when I'm with you
Baby I'm Smoking onnat sticky n I'm stoned
I could
rapper with the Stone Crazy singer
I'm comin' at you with the ice pick yellin' Bre vega
Because I perceive you a sneaky, analyzer
Touch
Fly By Night
Yes
How that sound to you E?
Mile. Highe. Club. Niggas.
Sitting drinkin Hennessy,going thru my memories/never scared of nothing,
we follow, others found 'em difficult
I guess it's obvious
As to what my hobby is
The root of all evil, pollute the scene niggas by the kids
me to hold onto things because of a loss of the sense of touch. It had seemed that my fingers were becoming encrusted in a callous, not visually
dreaming?
I just can't believe it, you're with me
Jasmine oh my sweet Jasmine
Your skin feels like a satin dream, when you
Touch me, baby you rock me
I need
left me scarred
I am a stone because I'm scarred
Wasn't only them it was also me
I couldn't see that they were at sea
None of dem girls were into me
found you in pain
Broken man
Waiting to be fixed by me
Waiting for my healing
Are you my dream man?
Your hair, long to make me touch it
Those eyes,
_2010.jpg/300px-Angie_Stone_(2)_2010.jpg "Angie Stone")
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