I used to kick it with the thugs, pushin' drugs in the park. Makin' every mark that was out after dark. Stick 'em for their loot, cut 'em up then I'd dash.
While I'm here, I'd like to thank. While I'm here, I'd like to thank. While I'm here, I'd like to thank. While I'm here, I'd like to thank. . Cockni O'Dire and my man, Divine.
That's where I'm from. That's where I'm from. . Back in the hub we used to drop madel, contemplate in hell. The stories I could tell would freak your mind and wreck your brain.
Baby, because. (I say, "Lord, have mercy"). This is for all you dirty bitches out there. Suck up on this motherfuckin' nuts. (I say, "Lord, have mercy").
We've all seen a man at the liquor store beggin' for your change. The hair on his face is dirty, dread-locked, and full of mange. He asks a man for what he could spare, with shame in his eyes.
So one night she phones me - I'm cornered in the living room. we're speaking of impending doom.. We exchange sad goodbyes - where did all the feelings go?.
Houston, bring it to you. Go for it baby, like that. Come on, nice and slow. Come on, let's go. . Girl I wouldn't think a year ago. That you'd make me feel this way.
I was counting on the chemicals,. I was waiting on a miracle,. Holding back what was inevitable,. Don't go, don't go.. A ray of hope is never tangible,.
Remember in the summer just melting away,. Riding in your brother's Camaro,. Every little sound on a dubbed cassette,. Hit you in the heart like an arrow,.
Ha!. She said, she said, she said. And she don't wanna hear about it, no. You see it's ditchin' times in my life. And I don't care to talk about it. But I got nowhere to go.
There's gonna be a fire. No one's left alive, left alive. Well I've got my life and I've got a brain but I've got nowhere to go. I might as well be on fire.
Walking through the park I was reminded of the time. You was left. Flowers hangin' in your hair. I tell you man I was a little scared. Of you. [CHORUS:].
Whatz Ya Pleasure (x9). . Niggas die everyday. So I give a fuck. Bad luck. Too bad your fucking homie got stuck. he was a mark. Punk ass nigga, what you wanna do.
Justice System...Is there Justice in the system? Or is there just us in the system??. . They love to drag your ass to court. This is the arena for their sick sport.
(Hektic). Who gives a fuck if you know my name. Or what I'm all about I'm hittin that ass. And then I'm out bitch. No strings attached cause I don't need you.
[Verse 1:]. In a world that seems so fake, artificial everything;. oh I just want be real,. I gotta say how I feel, can't wait.. . Always looking at myself,.
music/lyrics - D. Malejonek. Left behind your friends and parents. You don't care about anyone else. You've been told they are useless. They can't help you on your way.
grinding gears broken belts how does it start pressure. gauge burning wire and leaky pipe circuits blown systems fail they fall apart. pressure builds strains on both sides we're rebuilding parts.
all around the long island sound your scratchy voice is dragging me down. don't you know it makes no difference to me. pack it up break it down. it's all part of the frequency and sound.
Aah, aah, aah, aah, aah. Aah, aah, aah, aah, aah. Aah, aah, aah, aah, aah. Aah, aah, aah, aah, aah. . I'm sitting, looking at this road. Looks like it's getting longer.