Usually take one last pass through town Stop the car and touch the ground Watch those streetlights Swayin' in the breeze Decorated store fronts Rusty
one thing I know You want my kisses in your narcissistic collapse 'Cause it's so painful when they amputate the taygog See all the prison corpses lined up along
, it's hurting so deep inside, tell me why Oh, it's breaking me, it's killing me So I draw the line I draw the line I draw the line
Locked in a struggle for the right combination - Of words in a melody line, I took a walk along the riverbank of my imagination. Golden clouds were shuffling
drive-thru Now we're here at the drive thru Here in line at the drive-thru Did I mention the drive-thru? Well, here we are in the drive-thru line Me
family, my family Mo Thug music, Mo Thug music Sing, sing, sing, sing along, sing along It's all about Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug (Sing along, sing along
So quick to tell me that She was just a friend, oh yeah I don't wanna hear those same old line Again, again I got a hunch Something ain't right, no
How I love those Christmas songs everyone can sing along Those words and melodies I learned by heart so long ago I love Christmas on my radio In line
Make it hot, make it hot Make it hot, make it hot The world is filled with pimps and hoes We'll just talk about those I knows The world is mine, can'
is just nothing to see Heard terabytes of perfect pitch Some universal elegance Stack the seventh and the fifth Along the grid Swear you'll be the opposite Of all those
our clocks It?s heartless and shows no remorse Consuming our future as we fight That hundred year war Time is a soldier steady and true Relentlessly trudging along
skins, you know I'm all for it The pretty ones, the big titty ones The cuties with the booties not the itty bitty ones I line them up and knock em down
is back to reclaim the throne [Chorus:] Kingdom come, bass lines and bring them drums This is game time play mine we're number one Kingdom come, bass lines
All I need is a beat with a continuous loop And a live vibe that'll hypnotize like the flute Along with somethin' that's rugged by nature like the forest
up my crew Never nervous, serve 'em with the words with purpose it's the CoIntel killa black hard truth silverback "damn" Still checkin to see just who's set to come along
Asher] It ain't supposed to be so hard I always said I'd quit if it felt like a job I'd rather be pissed than pretend that I'm not And try to play along
I thank you for the songs that you sing in the mornin' while I'm yawnin' I thank you for the two beatings you gave me 'Cause I know somewhere along the line
, dewy, gooey, slop It all starts with a quick chop, drop Pumpkin rolls on the floor Almost out the front door (oh we can't have that) Cut along the hair line
