Lyrics:
(a. bell / v. clarke) (woah, woah) Don't know what you've got 'til it's gone. A hint of the scents, then it's gone. Look at the state of you,
(A. Bell / V. Clarke) You got my heart, it must be true. You never lie the way I do. (repeat 7 times) You got my heart, it must be true. You never
the Glock, I let the switch talk Turn into V. Roy while I'm on them hits, lettin' the whole clip off These nigga pussy, man, these niggas baby food, these
in the shower. Grab my towel and put my V. secrets on. (I'm getting ready) And brush my teeth cuz I'm almost ready to roll. (I'm getting ready)
Something happened. Gather ye rosebuds while ye may. She was killed. IV. The Darkest of Winters (Instrumental) V. Another World So far or so it seems All
You v. The gang ain't rocket science Leave it, better consult your clients Ring 'em, we fear no alliance Ring 'em, you're scaring no one with that
the kingdom All your sins will only make you strong And help you break right through the prison wall V. Release Come to me my friend (Listen to me)
whole click straight, y'all whole click fags Last night ya girl forehead was on my abs Gucci Bandana (check) Louie V. leather (check) Keep
hot-heads want of us And Andrei V. he cries, with eyes that ring like chimes His anti-worlds go spinning through his head He burns them in his dreams For
hot-heads want of us And Andrei V. he cries, with eyes that ring like chimes His anti-worlds go spinning through his head He burns them in his dreams For
star is crossed Little Jamie writes V. Thirteen Comes in by the door, goes out by screen He don't listen to me, he knows everything Girls on the avenue
V. Vaughn, the traveling Vaudeville Villain Who don't give a flyin' fuck who ain't not feelin' him Watch what ya dealin' him, ace, king, death card
you, Dilla D-Town, throw it up You dun know, Ma Dukes V. Rich on the keys My main man DJ Rasta Roots on the beat, on the cuts Smokin Needles, Riddim
Yeah Wuddup (uh huh) It's your boy, Bobby V. I'm back, girl (uh huh) If I had my way... If I had my way, it'll be you and me (DTP) For real
enemies, them snakes (Them snakes) Them snakes why my grass landscaped (Whoa) You get what you put in So there's no rushing, no V. Putin Fast food v home
ain't checkin out 'til 3 I hear your body its calling me Bobby V. Girl if you're ready I'm gonna get a telly And we're gonna get it crackin baby So tell
no * And that's on everything I own But I swear * love every * I ever owned Black head to toe with the Louis V. holster Straight gangster, I match my
like, lil shorty, like, what do you mean I'm like, baby, just hop in the V. Just hop in the V Just hop in the V
To the heart of Cygnus' fearsome force We set our course. Spiralled through that timeless space To this immortal place. V. Cygnus Bringer of Balance I have
And the hurt in your eyes, I know you know that I pray For the phone-call that takes me away We won't be much use to you dead v. One Tonight The Remainers
Oh please give it back to me. V. Threshold I saw a war widow in a launderette Washing the memories from her husband's clothes She had medals
to go go. I'm a space cowboy I'm a 21st century whoopee boy. - This is a new age of television - Siamese Lebanese Chinese speaking strip T V.s Singapore
O. V. Wright On Jesus' program I'll wade out in the deep Oh yes I will On Jesus' program Oh I cannot sleep On Jesus' program The Holy
special keys Triple locked and been down defiled It's a V. S. I. Throw a case of plasticine down Baby I can immolate And it's rotten in my rounds
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