She asks for more and I give less Why can't she see it's obvious I mean no but she takes yes I make it clear but she don't guess She comes around it
You got to pass the bowl and make the food go round 'Cos that's the only way to trample crime to the ground Equal rights and justice for one and all '
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do Get back to you to be free to be me Cos anytime I don't like it I keep a doorway in my mind When I want to be with you I just walk through Gate 49 It
you will Love and kisses Yours in hell I'm not talking about a psycho-killer Sonny, it's not one of those It could be you It could be me It's someone
She asks for more and I give less Why can't she see it's obvious I mean no but she takes yes I make it clear but she don't guess She comes round it
t care if you can't hear the band Don't care what who else does Turn it up and feel the buzz Hear me - Kicking up a racket Kicking up a racket Attack attack attack it It
beneath the lights Up in town and all alone Got no business so minds his own The hotel room is lonely and cold He might as well go for a stroll Idly
But if you feel and got a dream Don't dare ignore it Cos that is what you've got to be You must got for it Don't play it Play it safe A plague on houses
afflicted and keep them from harm Let age be protected and the infants be strong Go for it! You got to pass the bowl and make the food go round Cos
it's enough for us to know that It's enough to know There are no words to say just what it is you mean But if you feel it's real it's real it's real
you The unhappy ones below you But I want no more of that stuff That's looking at it upside down And the world has got money enough For us to make it go
resist, what for Get in girl, dont front shorty you're Fightin' an unwinnable war, it's useless, like tits on a bull, little tits on a whore Got a mack and it
it fool I done done it At the summit of rap and I'm watchin' you haters plummit Run to it or run from it, to bun it don't give it Wipe the streets wit
building, its okay I get it poppin' Back to the forest trees for deep, these little knees Who took believers an opportunity to breathe And you ain't gotta go
flop him and Reggaeton ain't hot in The building no more... It's OKAY! I GET IT POPPIN! Back to the forest trees for deep, these little me's Who took
do it fool I done done it At the summit of rap and I'm watchin' you haters plummit Run to it or run from it, to bun it don't give it Wipe the streets
