You give sweet and how easily I fall deep Your touch pours like honey on my skin It's smooth but it lingers (Too long) You the cure and the cause of
Traduction: Fish Go Deep. The Cure et The Cause.
draped in VVS diamonds, VS1's And we don't tolerate jackers, we take jackers to Vietnam Sunday night is well connected, with Big Steve and Captain Jack Tuesday night we at the rocks, with ten cars deep
on That's why I skip the slab, and I move straight to foreign Everybody has collided with The Screwed Up Click And when I pick up the mic and I go off
time felon, straight to da melon, straight to da dome Send a nigga back, get da shells, go straight home Never slip, my +Ill Will+ to survive is so deep
would dis another just to start a buzz You should know that, just let the beef go away How many weathermen do I have to slay El-P give that mouth a rest Go
I'm still feeling my pockets Big bass and its knocking Yeah this be the remix But still ride around with that rocket I'll go walking back to my household
t know what we're waiting for That's the time to be the first one on the dance floor We go from green to blue to go to black Breathe deep, who knows how
sell my home Too proud to leave I worked my fingers to the bone So I could own my Downeaster Alexa And I go where the ocean is deep There are giants
from a eagle to a pigeon Birds on the wire, 100 deep and we chillin' Finga on the trigga, that's that uptown livin' High to the sky, no diving for fishes
smell two kinds of hallways You can touch and twist And turn two kinds of doorknobs You can either go to the church of your choice Or you can go to Brooklyn
S-One, not and perfect, leavin' you one clear I really don't care to see ya tattoos there I'd rather see you graduate the school year Black folk, go put
it out [Chorus: x2] If money makes a man strange -- we gots to rearrange So what makes the world go round If love is against the law -- listen I don
Well I grew up wild and free Walkin? these fields in my bare feet There wasn?t no place I couldn?t go With a twenty-two rifle and a fishing pole CHORUS
Used to go skinny dipping Trapping love in a lake Wading slowly Gripping sun with a rake Now the pool in your heart is frozen And i never did learn how
't respect you, HARRY! You are NO GOOD. Go ahead! Smell the pen! Go on . . . I'm wiping it HARRY . . . there you go . . . Not Really Harry's Voice:
