Lyrics:
the cloth
That's been placed over me
Your second hand life
Is a second hand knife
That will cut through the first hand mess and your
You're dancing anxious
you tell me that you`re really feelin` me
Could it be the word on the block?
I know they told you that a nigga got it locked
Tell me why you just
poetic genius
My thread of conscious
Handcrafted by the hands of a seamstress
Black atom, my mathematics
Defines quantum physics
This is gold metal rap
I
It smell like blue cheese
We get that paper by the loose leaf
Trying to cop a Maybach
You still buying Lucy's
Different page with the flow
I don't even
You're restless and bored and your job keeps you broke
(????)
So give him the ring, you just ran out of rope
I'll give ten percent to the ten percent
kill a lil beat nigga hands up aye
I don't fuck with you if you asking
PR komt altijd in fashion
Haten op mij is je passion
Ben net als je movie in
Dreamgirls DVD
Stagger Lee swine, could you stay mine, pretty please?
I"m begging you, girl, but time fly since 2 o'clock, boom
I turn around it's like twelve
make sure that you're ready (Are you ready?)
To receive it in your right hand
And take your place among
The righteous of man (Of man)
No, you can't take
When you get up are you standing at will?
Will it hurt you if you hurt someone on purpose?
Are you working to heal?
What is worth it when you're
by, you by, you by
Give me something to remember you by
You by, you by, you by, you by, you by
Something to remember
Just in case you're gone too
hold your picture by the bed, you're still livin' in head. At least I can pretend, that your not over me, 'cause I can't be just friends, just friends,
And you're lookin' for somethin' you ain't quite found yet
And your knee-deep in the dark water with your hands in the air
And the whole world's a-watchin'
Y'all don't know what to do just to defeat us
I could hand you the world and it still wouldn't be enough
Still wouldn't be enough
Still wouldn't be enough
You're in a privileged position to
Learn a thing or two
You got the right to wear something tight
And have the time of your life
Come bounce with
Think about the smarts, words said of wise
Do it like paz and I do it like Nas
You got two small fries by the size
And I get a gat, two times, two
You're the Coliseum.
You're the top!
You're the Louver Museum.
You're a melody from a symphony by Strauss
You're a Bendel bonnet,
A Shakespeare's
You're the Coliseum.
You're the top!
You're the Louver Museum.
You're a melody from a symphony by Strauss
You're a Bendel bonnet,
A Shakespeare's
You're the Coliseum.
You're the top!
You're the Louver Museum.
You're a melody from a symphony by Strauss
You're a Bendel bonnet,
A Shakespeare's
hands up high
You wanna dance lets dance nigga I'll take you to da prom
I'm armed tre pound in my palm I'm calm
Nigga my mamma made a baby boy
you want him to be always by your side
If you want him to only think of you
Tell him that you're never gonna leave him
Tell him that you're always
(yeah), set it ablaze
And I'll be a living (woo) sacrifice for You
You're a fire (yes)
The Refiner
I wanna be consumed
I wanna be tried by fire
we made his ass beat his feet
These niggas supa scared of us, we always had them two two threes
If i get to eat you get to eat it ain't no starving
By
you're fake
Now I can see it, Baby wait, no time for reason, just say, you fuckin' thievin', escape, while
You still grievin', I go ape and go to prison,
cha gegujun cha
Jun cha cha gegujun cha
Come sit by me, let me tell you, we
Don't do bling but we do white tee
Up some jungle, up some tree
One
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