Hey yo Queens get the Money long time no cash. I'm caught up in the hustle when the guns go blast. The fool retaliated so I had to think fast. Pull out my heat first, he pull out his heat last.
Hey yo, Queen's get the money long time no cash. I'm caught up in the hustle when the guns go blast. The fool retaliated so I had to think fast. Pull out my heat first, he pull out his heat last.
Intro/chorous(repeat3x). f---k bitches...Get money. f---k niggas...get money. . [biggie]. You wanna sip Moe on omy living room floor. Play Nintendo wit Cease and Nino.
You wonder why I never think you understand. Because it seems like you're not listening. I laugh aloud, then suddenly I disappear in to another place.
now the race is on the run. so look out for your man. try to catch him in the woods. and kill him if you can. . come on play the game. and catch the man.
Congratulations, it's a boy. Buried underneath the afterbirth of joy. Sticks and stones will always break. His bones can barely take the weight. Of your breath breathing down his neck again.
Around your lips. Touch fingertips. On top of your cliff. And down to the center. Under your eyes. In back of your mind. Over my line. And down to the center.
Good-Bye, Good Lookin'. . Well it's hard to tell what's on an angel's mind. But a suitcase means the same thing every time. One minute she loved me. The next she was gone.
The mess she's made. It's over, look at the way they roll their eyes. It's not fair. It's a disease they breed; it's make-believe. It's fit for Hollywood.
Down at the station. We question our rations. Wut you seem satisfied with the little recieved. Fractured appetite with bismuth pink on tap. Ascetic limbs gone tight and your lips are clamped and grey.
You wanted everything. You needed everything. You wanted everything. You needed everything. Everything is.... Everything is.... Greed.
Got a lot of questions for me. You got a lot of questions for me. Got your finger pointing at me. Distrusted. I look for wires when I'm talking to you.
I spent it all. On the bag. On the drag. The sun comes up, the tide rolls out. The trucks roll by the park still a park. Where children play and pick up stones.
I never thought too hard on dying before. I never sucked on the dying. I never licked the side of dying before. And now I'm feeling the dying. . You've got your hands over your ears.
(Mz Bratt). Make way let the young girl enter. Kung fu hustle kicks, start like a ninja. I'm gonna break it down down to the centre. I tend ta (to) get into ya mind like a mentor.
Yeah!. . I know. How you're always putting down all your friends. I know. How you think your righteousness will make amends. I know. How that little short skirt always gets you in.
I gave you all all my soul. You gave it all away. You tried so hard to blame. But there's no more words to say. Got no alibi. Now you're out of lies. .
The human hearts that I have taken into hell. Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby. I didn't hit nobody without no provocation. I mean, I didn't say nothing to the man.
Turn away, don't you try. If I'm not back in summerland time. The hell with mine!. Turn away, don't you cry. If I'm not back just sail away. And forget the time!.