Lyrics:
we're being watched)
I brought gauze two kind of knives
Carrots for the horse tie his own flies
If you're coming, bring soap
Something for the cough
right and trouble on my other hand
Life is a tight rope I'm dyin' the balance in
And by the end hopefully I be the balance-man
A simple dude who can exude
with the Ruger, by the intersect sign
Hit 'em with a Tommy, so my niggas call me Pammy
And I always keep the jammy
In a truck or in a Lamby
Put my
There's a myth
There is in the beginning the divine
Bird which lays the egg of the world
And the egg split's
Then the upper is the heaven
the day that I will have to say goodbye
Two days ago they put you in the hospital
And I couldn't bring myself to cry
It was mostly just shock but
Now I've
the track splits into two where trains can rest there and refit
No sooner had we got there when way off down the straight
We saw the twinkling
everything in the
Someone help me please universe within the light
Someone help me! Understanding
They already did 2Pac My children, all six
everything in the
Someone help me please universe within the light
Someone help me! Understanding
They already did 2Pac My children, all six
stuff
And then maybe police would stop killin' you fucks
Yo, what the fuck? I'm not racist
It's like we livin' in the same buildin' but split into two
and killin' with nines, killin' our kind
[Hook] - 2X
the mulch
Of some rosebushes by the motel office
Missed him by a good yard or two
I sang old songs from nowhere
Los Angeles, Albuquerque
I said
shoulder looked back by a man in white
A dangerous aura, 6'4, broad shoulders intrigued by our sight
So we split the place in a second ran all the way down
into the cave by The Dragon's tail
For a split second
While there was only silence
Well
The King looked around for The Man
Who was nowhere in sight
But
To provide for the lives of you and me
'Cause you know that
I got those jet pack blues
Just like Judy
The kind that makes June feel like September
I'm
money by the sewer
Broccoli head, lookin' kind of super
Life, right, almost white
She had a fresh shot, vice grip tight
She said don't stop, I said
the titties like a baby bottle
Ask her can she do a split then she drop it all low
And I'm beating on the pussy like my name Apollo
Catch me a bag now I'm
Yeah, aye
Doing this shit for my whole life man, my whole life
I haven't been feeling myself lately
Thing are kind of getting out of body
Grades in
Pre>(struck by lightning)
She wants so many things (g. parker)
Capo 2
Intro: em / d/ a/ d (3 times)
G d a d
She wants so many things you can't
their shells
Agree with us on everything
Or we won't help with anythng
That kind of attitude
Just makes a split grow wider
Guess who's laughing while
define by Tech
Versatile style done switched up to wreck your whole set
That's real, you know
It's getting kind funky here man, uh
Mack 10 is
You can't stop it You can't escape it You can't turn it off
So I'd appreciate your kind consideration in this matter
Sir or Mam would you please
You can't stop it you can't escape it You can't turn it off
So I'd appreciate your kind consideration in this matter
Sir or Mam would you please
Don't get me wrong
If I'm looking kind of dazzled
I see neon lights
Whenever you walk by
Don't get me wrong
If you say, "hello", and I take
the risk of embarrassment and rejection against the feeling of your lips on mine
And in a split second I decide it'll be worth it
And I don't remember much
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