Lyrics:
your sister to the bar
One, two!
I'm knocking on your door
Three, four!
I know you want some more
Five, six!
Pour a glass of MIST TWST
Seven, eight!
Dust
quiet as the deer
Down in your bigtrees knowing no fear
You lift up your sight And down comes a hun
And more than three hundred nazidogs fell by your
ready? Yeah
Let's do this man
3,2,1
Ah, you thought
Alright
3, 2, 1
Oh, what's up
You thought that we were gonna turn down
Nah, nah, you must've forgot
the corner.
Close to the end, down by a river.
Seasons will pass you by.
I get up, I get down.
III. I Get Up, I Get Down
Anderson/Howe
In her white lace
You
(Young Dreadz'll get you high)
I got the over the shoulder look pat down
Ah me that the boy wan' track down (ay)
Whole squad pulled up so they
One, and here comes the two to the three and four
Then I drop the beat I have in store
Lay dynamics on the top like a rug
Make it sound smooth
One, and here comes the two to the three and four
Then I drop the beat I have in store
Lay dynamics on the top like a rug
Make it sound smooth
Down the subway stairs straight through the turnstyle
No smile but I'm waitin' in the station for the 7 to turn it wild
Me and my three shorties
yo, go by the Jane Doe
Drenched in Polo, chill downtown in Soho
You don't know, this is just half my potential
Check my credentials, come harder than
feel it all around you
I go into a soundproof booth and change flows
Track the strange hoes wit headwraps and Bangols
Hip-hop is gettin strangled by this
to the door
Close your eyes, count to ten
It'll all be over then
Let the Prophets do the work
Down low, shake it, twerk
Up on this track with Bogdan
right now it's 420
Somewhere right now it's 420
When I sat down, I was fine
Then I rolled up some of that pine
Then I lost all track of time
Smoking that
and a
Pony every birthday regardless of our behavior
Got a particular staccato that I walk down the stairs with
I got to hurry just to get my affairs met,
opinions but holding laryngitis
See I don’t hear ‘em, I’m a winner by law
Track em down like the subway
When they sub par
Sub-zero everytime I jump in
gonna send thee three by three
Three for the Hebrew children
Two for Paul and Silas
One for the little bitty baby
Born of the Virgin, Mary
Born,
where I send thee
How shall I send thee
I'm gonna send you four by four
Four for the four that stood at the door
Three for the hebrew children
Two for
create
Arm articulate, when I circulate over tracks
Let me get down and just relax
We gettin' down y'all
We gettin' down y'all
We gettin' down like
basketball
In the backyard on a forty by sixty-three foot long sports court (what?)
Hope I don't go back to slangin' ya-yo (ha)
Slangin' yayo (slangin'
friends, no
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
I catch a hoe right by her toe
If she ain't fuckin' me and Nicki
Kick that ho right through the door (TR3YWAY)
I
machine
Since 1964, the group had used four track for
All their album albums by but 1966
They found their musical arrangements usually
Required more tracks
locomotive
I'd come whistling down your track, crashing in your door
Wish I was a freight train, baby
Wish I didn't have a heart
You need a shovel for
Sometimes it's hard to speak what I keep inside
So I just lay it down on the track with rhymes
Can't see me, I've been lurking man, I'm straight up from
One, two, look at you
Three, four, she locked the door
I keep knockin' and knockin' and knockin' and knockin'
She was born in Paris
At the age of 21
Running alone, trapped in this world
Not your own, not your home
Pushed down in the dust, left by fate to rust
Feel the pull of the stars from
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