Lyrics:
She like when I
Say a few things before I spit
So I do it like I do I'm lit
Pop tags like a filler man
Stay true to my dealer man
Light it up smoke
out the hi-fi
We just wave back and drive by
What's a word in the world of a fool
Cause I am going to eat my hat if it's true
And they say we have a lot
but you think that they made it big cause they just aimed to be someone else
No their sound was perfected by craft the created by them themselves
So let
they have for the world that they bleed dry.
They are the true pornographers
The real stylists in human perversion.
Rich educated tarts sit dumbly by
sing and cry
A song that's like a lullaby
That puts to sleep true rest
Keeps you turning round at night
Until you're numb inside
Until you're numb inside
Pollock so I put it on his face like splat
He likes my ass in True Religion so I stay in that
I like my legs by my ear while he hittin that
And if he hittin
Light Heat Sound
Light Heat Sound
I was walking home late alone last night
Went by the river to skip a stone
I watched it taking flight
Then
That's the sound that the drummer boy makes on his drum
It goes Ra Pa Pam Pam Pam
That's the sound that the drummer boy make on his drum
Pa Ra Pa Pam Pam
outrun my V8 Ford,
Cadillac doin' 'bout 95, bumper to bumper, rollin' side by side,
Maybelline, why can't you be true? Whoa Maybelline, why can't you be
to bumper, rollin' side by side,
Maybelline, why can't you be true? Whoa Maybelline, why can't you be true?
You done started back doing the things you used
It'd be just another river town
Streets would have a different sound
There'd be no honky tonks with whiskey rounds
No dreamers chasin' dreams down
To me at all
And if my own true love
Were only waiting for me
And if I could hear her heart softly pounding
If only she were lying by me
Then I could
You're the only love that has stayed
True to every word that you've said
Oh in my doubts and my fears
I'm finally found by a love that is
Eternally sound
Just like that rocket Grandpa rode
Yeah, it was the rocket that Grandpa rode
Sounds like braggin' but it's true
I'm not tryin' to big-time you
Shot
thoughts on the war
Cause the rule is the law, and the law that we live by
Is to stay true to self, in this case, BDI
Why try if ya body lie
By the block
the sound
Threw down, now scoop this!
Here we go, like back in the days
The true heroes, MC's, DJ's
The Hollis Crew, we rocked the spot
Fe-male
rising
All by myself I'm vibing
Feel good, lightning
Caught in the bottle I'm hiding
It's too good to be true
It's too good to be true I said
It's too it's
Real love, true love (It feels good girl)
Tainted love (It's so good girl) real love
True love (It's alright baby) tainted love, real love, true
around
He's closing in - don't make a sound
Night by night
He's got his eyes on you
You can't hide
His fatal rendezvous
Night by night
He's got you in his
rastafarianic raps and sound like want to-be's
But a want to-be's not what I want to be
See the FU-Schnickens have to be
The true prophets free
Free to preach
Sounds organized by another human being
Music
Our entire system of values
Of the things we accept to be true
Is based on the visual sounds
You have
through
I'm not sure anymore
Of what is fake and is true
All these thoughts in my head
Only one
Of them is true
God is here
By my side
And of that I'm sure
I told my friends I'm going back to school
As if I dropped out
But you know that shit sounds too cool
She hopes it works out
'Cause mama didn't raise
Look before you leap, okay?
You slept
Do you read me?
Did I drift?
May all your dreams come true
Do I dream?
He's standing by the door
Do
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