Got your IM baby, girl don't front on me.. Tell me what you drinkin 'nother round on me.. That shit don't mean nothin' to me.. I'm a real nigga, come and fuck with me..
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Now do you like girls. Like i do. Ohh I think I fell into something. Cuz I won't ever lie to her. Ohh do you like girls. All in the way that I like. .
[Intro]. Lil Rece produced it, Lil Rece produced it. . [Hook: Jay Ant]x2. Yeah, keep on shinin. Yeah, keep on shinin. Keep, keep on gridin. Keep keep on gridin.
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Rescue me again. I'm still hanging on by a thread. Rescue me again. Baby please come back to bed. You're keeping my hope alive. . Let's not pretend. (That) we live in a perfect world.
I watched you and what I've seen. Riven now where I have been. spread your wings and try to fly. Fly so far before you die. . See that you'll be all you can.
I am the dying lung of the town you left. I was beginning to fear. Beginning to fear that you'd never come back. But your here. . All around my body. All around my body.
So glad to be back home, be back home. So glad to be back home, be back home. I can't stay too long, be back home. So glad to be back home, be back home.
So it started in your ovaries. A stone, a seedling. Our bones entwined. A warning from the orderlies. A bulge for bleeding. This will take it's time. .
And here I dreamt I was a soldier. And I marched the streets of Birkenau. And I recall in spring, the perfume that the air would bring. To the indolent town.
Rinai hujan basahi aku. Temani sepi yang mengendap. Kala aku mengingatmu. Dan semua saat manis itu. . Segalanya seperti mimpi. Kujalani hidup sendiri.
We've been invited to a cocktail party. Over by the palace wall. I've not been dressed up since my graduation. Haven't been around at all. Look what happens when you reach the top.
Under the rising sun, dirty, yellow children play. And in the red pagoda, mamasan is praying. Blood wasted saving face, ancestors are looking on. As they wave their silver samurai underneath the big gun.
There's a hammer in my heart. Pounding out your name. There's a hammer in my heart. Here it comes again. . I hear a certain sound. And it just won't go away.
It's like a normal times square day on 42nd street. I feel like trashing some windows and crunching some feet. I watch society crumble and I just laugh (hee hee).
Hung on a hook I'm a mirror. Cracked down the center I split you. Counting the clouds in a storm behind your eyes. Show you the face of a man who. Not that he wants but he has to.
Ain't found a way to kill me yet. Eyes burn with stinging sweat. Seems every path leads me to nowhere. Wife and kids, household pet. Army green was no safe bet.
Turning in circles, slowing down. Pulling against a closing out. Easy to feed off a weaker thing. Harder to say what I really mean. . Hollow as a mountain all tunneled and drilled below.
I want to make myself complete. I want to hold it in my arms. I want this blow to scar your eyes. I want this pain to go away. I want to shake this thinking here.