[Kemo]. Looks complicated, huh, but when the sound comes. Significant percussion feel rush crush the round drum. And keep in tempo with the cries of the Ancient.
Come on, man, give me a dime. I got fienders for flavours of beats and rhymes. My brains gettin' heavy, I feel mad rejection. I feel the rushin' of your funk injection.
[Verse 1]. I've often wondered how long it's gonna take me. In this world until the good Lord shake me. And to the man I put up with mad sorrow. But I learned soon the sun still shines tomorrow.
Here comes the horns.... . (Verse 1). . Step back when I bring the swing. Like the american pastime. That alow deliver to stack up black night. Makin' all funky like a futa.
[Ives]. I wanna be remembered as a boulevard star. Life of ink in flesh and mind scars. Everyday I walk shadowed by cell bars. Hustle is hand to mouth and chance cards.
Now here's a little city that's about 3 miles. Outside of everybody's outskirts and principal. This here's a place where all our minds get spent. Self-destruction meet a quota take a trip get bent.
[0:15.540] Verse 1:. [0:18.150] City suburbs anyplace where the drums heard. [0:20.120] Whether you is above ground or down under. [0:22.180] I came here to bring a cold room summer.
[Verse 1]. I'm predisposed for abuse I can take it so bring the pain steady. The thunder clouds they gonna open and let it rain heavy. I'm bringin' storms full of hail stones cyclones turning.
[Verse 1]. This be for the hard-core O.G. real funk fans. The ones that pumpin' up the party. Jump and shake your hands. And let your joint blaze smoke up and get a little higher.
(Intro). Yo what up, yeah yeah, that's so it determine. Delinquent habits and the Puerto Rican bandit. "Big Pun" yo check it out yo. . (Big Punisher).
yadadi. . hmmmm okay. It's not a mystery the life I have. It's been all on the news I can't hide my past. I done been in some trouble, committed some crimes.
See some people tell you who you are. Tell you who you aint. Tell you who what you can. Tell you what you cant. Say youre a sinner. Say youre a saint.
Sometimes I wonder what life is. . Yeah, I know the chips are down. But such is life. We only got one chance baby lets touch the dice. . Whats up tonight?.
(Chorus: BoBo Norco). DJ Ghost. Why you mad, cause I'm rich?. Or you mad cause I might be fuckin' yo' bitch? (Nigga). It ain't my fault that you love that bitch (Nigga).
[Hook x2]. Yaom al iama, gn oa nar. Oa kano iama, fishof Allah. . [Vers 1: Magdi]. . For jeg var fuglen på bakken og han var tvunget. Til å ville kappe vingene av meg før jeg fikk sunget.
No be say Na play play me I day do. Anything you say say me I go do. I dont wanna get over nlo oo. I dont wanna get over nlo oo. Cos I got you back ah ah ah.
I think you got your fools mixed up. You must think I'm somebody else. I'm not the same fool you know. That couldn't help himself. . And followed you around like a dog.
Sometimes Father I think I can feel you bleed. As I fall in to the middle of the pages that I read. Did you wake me up this morning to be taught. To be lead into the clutches of the people that you sought.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah say. . I keep tryna tell ya, you can't keep me on a leash. No matter how hard you train me. I'll do what I want in the end, and you can't disagree.
Who brought out his latest to the ball. Who threw up a prayer and hit the mark. Of course it's out the way, get in the car. Of course you have to pay to play at all.