Lyrics:
Hold on wait
Now Let me go tell you bout Jesus
Now Let me go tell you my reasons
My reasons for why I'm believing
Mama was crying
The doctor done
in the rover
Goin 95 don't pull me over
I know she is waiting on me
Me to come through
I'll be there soon
I can't wait no more
I'll be at your door
By
game a groovy game
Won't you come and play with me?
Lovers' rule number three
Play it as cool as can be
Lovers' rule number four
Don't bе too eager for
your tok,
Where dust for dirt and this for that
Join hands to laugh in your face!
Into thin air, thin air called the night sky.
We look up
Yo, what's happenin'?
What you're cryin' for?
You know you look too damn good to be cryin'
Come here
Holla at a player
Dpg style
Ya know, ya
will kill us all the extermination of mankind's at hand
If you take the vaccine your dead after seven years
Our numbers will be decimated by design
cause last night
I dreamed of being stalked by Tech N9ne
Probly 'cause I ate that last slice of cake
Past bed time and gave me that sign but wait
That
(Ah yeah, uh, one time for your mind behind, now now)
Woooooooo
(Uh, yeah, Sophisticated gangsterism, uh pimpism say...)
Woooooooo
(Hey, Little Badu
I'd pay for you to stay and take control of my heart
Another shot, another look at how pretty you are
Down the bottle and wait for the music to start
Don't erase what I did, don't erease the beginning!
You're not ready for this.
Uh-huh. You see, my name is KRS-One G
And um, see, when I be
bitches say I'm the best
The crackers say I'm racial
Wait a cotton-picking minute now I'm racial
Cause I done put cotton-picking in it
Put a knot on your
or MTV or Joan Rivers Fashion Police
Not what you read in tabloid seats
These are MC's that live by the code, it's hard for me to spit it
Because
or MTV or Joan Rivers Fashion Police
Not what you read in tabloid seats
These are MC's that live by the code, it's hard for me to spit it
Because
the cars go by, roarin' as the breezes blow
Crazy lady, livin' in a bag
Eatin' outta garbage pails, used to be a fag hag
Said she'll dance the tango, skip
the cars go by, roarin' as the breezes blow
Crazy lady, livin' in a bag
Eatin' outta garbage pails, used to be a fag hag
Said she'll dance the tango, skip
sit for minute
Then wait for the indication that you'll let up in it
Then when we tongue kissin' I'ma pullin' it on out
So when you try to lick my
for truth
Your consciousness is not my problem
'Cause when I come home, it won't be home to you
I took the family balalaika
The strings would
time for your fall
Feast on you like a Mardi Gras
It's time for me to go now pass me the ball
I tried to be quiet but the silence has called yuh
Changin' numbers, they keep callin' your phone
Before they come again kn-knocking
Your door, adios yo, Ra better go
All they while they lookin' at you like
miss you, I love you, don't hit me
Wait hit me, I keep thinking of it
And, well, wait
I don't really care if your number blocked
I guess you better
and creepin' through the smog
It's the number one nigga from the hood, Doggy Dogg
Makin' videos, now I stay in Hollywood
Bustin' raps for my snaps, now they
and creepin' through the smog
It's the number one nigga from the hood, Doggy Dogg
Makin' videos, now I stay in Hollywood
Bustin' raps for my snaps, now they
but
Midnight you call my number
Wrong dial
You got another profile
Some floozy you got by your side
Wishing you like I know
This time I
Didn't wait up
Oh, oh
Oh, oh (Somebody called for the queen?)
Oh, oh
Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
Oh, oh
Thugger
Ayy
I never killed anybody (body)
But I got
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