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You watch too many films Too many films for real And something else you take too seriously Your record deal A record deal pays bills Pays bills and feeds a family And your profile is too big How ya gonna be a crime family Too many films for real You watch too many films, too many films for real Don't get me wrong, I know you got guns and your not scared to use them But is there money being made around these guns or lives until you lose them You watch too many films, films for real (2x) Some of those people have to live that life, for real I don't have to, I got a record deal For real, you heard, I chill and smoke herb And how about these sexy singers, sex gods, talking about hitting girls in a turn You're fantastic, you're super sperm Yeah, I'm a player hater, I hate when players can't take their turn And when a record company drops me, that's when I learn It's not real, it's just passing time It's not real, all I do is rhyme It's not real, it's just passing time All I do, all I do is rhyme You heard, you heard "You go Romeo" girls say You look tall in the video And the color girl sings Get money (4x) And no one sings the blues and everyone sings the greens Someone said keep your eye on the prize How you lose the dream Who am I to say, I know you need cash... in this hundred yard dash I moved awhile ago and past through New York I'll be back in a minute, it's my turn to talk For Real, you heard |
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| 4:06 |
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To the bom bom diggy-zizzy need the tricky i said i really xxx don't forget the cab. A piece a my piece my soul control the beast, get arrest off my chest, keep far from the rest. progressive best wham bam thank you ma'am, you the man with the transnational plan I snap my uncle sam. I said it's Joani Mitchell that does look like a rich kid with bombs who killed the Fonz, Henry Winkler, How does he think?; does he drink at all; does he sink at all; big rock eyes girls don't treat me nice you gonna burn off those wings with all those shiny things Bom Bom diggy... all that we can we men creep when it see em in the east end when the T stem Pretend the gasoline went in the ground and right between them. Wit bout mon and why don't keep firm but the kind bud taught to caught police scent then keep firm while we was standing right outside you never know what the helicopter. Mine sent around to a robber (you) never know what the helicopters straight dawg i hate that place wanna see me and HFE whino a womans cry flys wanna do my girlfriend dry fret of a auto ride will come up, don't ever say "what winona does" Lord cuz they think I'm turning up with a (wet) response to their remark, just cuz I've everything under control dont even know who's runnin the show with the guns and the hoes, what if I know when it comes to the doe I'm on a role nigga wit a job But it's a cool flow but the hoes isn't right for the video. The green boyz show their flyin skills why they always try an tell informers gonna fry in hell Bitch dont even try and hell One reac! hed in my pocket well Nigga gonna dye in five minutes so Me and mu congees I am well things they tryin die and gel gotta be fast when your ass beats hard finish scheme off so no body see you are This badge is like a movie star Aint reyin to see no fuckin police cars. Thats when I try back draw back (sirens outside off thats right There goes the slam of doors on my side Gotta tell nobody Four and then five To the Bom bom who is diggy.... |
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Tricky : Look who do I have to have and why A city's child Real mode- you have to talk about it An old pro- still we're 'bout it, 'bout it Don't frown about it It's best you keep quiet You could never lead a riot Money don't make you a leader A leader usually reads Go read a book He shaked then he shook "I need that crack, I need that crack" You're swingin' the pipe Do what you like Goin' "doom doom" Reflect on the room Reflect on your life Go stab yourself with a knife Bob Khaleel : Reflect on your life Time isn't real How much time Can you kill? Reflect on your life Time isn't real How much time Can you kill? Tricky: Vengeance isn't mine It taught to hate from time Time isn't real How much time can you kill? Luca Brazzi He sleeps with the fishes Fuck sugar and spice And girls with deadly kisses Purr like a cat Raising towers I go over her house For the most I got diamonds on suits A girl's erased diamonds with new shoes Remember Hollywood You could finally make deals Screamin', "Nigger you can get these!" Stereotypical Almost mythical Like Mickey Mouse I'll blow down your house Blow up your whole image Hardcore musicians with image Bob Khaleel : Love Tricky : You're silver screen You're a hardcore lovin' machine You play hardcore with me And sooner or later we'll see Bob Khaleel : Reflect on your life Time isn't real How much time Can you kill? Reflect on your life Time isn't real How much time Can you kill? Reflect on your life Time isn't real How much time Can you kill? Reflect on your life Time isn't real How much time Can you kill? Reflect on your life Time isn't real How much time Can you kill? Reflect on your life Time isn't real How much time Can you kill? |
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| 4. |
| 3:31 |
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She said, she said, she said, she said She said she could tempt me Both in rooms full or empty She said, she said Even might turn out the lights She said, she said Pretend to know me- then show me She said, she said She was a missed good night,I Wanted to share her vagina She said, she said Then we jumped in her car Went real far After the pizza With Wendy and Lisa She said, she said Asked about Prince I left my fingerprints She said, she said Then I jumped in the car Go real far Jumped in the car Go real far She said, she said Now I start fucking with drugs I got Muggs She said, she said Then we jump in the car And go real far She was just showin' me tanks Robbin' banks A new inflation bring migration If you want to be boy Don't send a decoy She said, she said Tricky and Kioka: Wait 'til dark comes Don't play with guns And kill the toys Don't play with boys Tricky: She said, she said Let's go stress Then touch my breasts It's all yours We finish tours She said, she said Then we jumped in the car Went real far Jumped in the car Went real far She said, she said Now I'm on the run Always weighs a ton She said, she said Dark brown eyes 'You wanna stroll with' eyes She said, she said Takes lots of patience Then I lost my patience Acting like an actress Killed her on the mattress She's dead, she's dead She's dead, she's dead Then I jumped in my car Went real far Jumped in my car Went real far Jumped in my car Went real far She's dead, she's dead |
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| 2:58 |
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Mad Dog: In the Beamer or a fly Mercedes Gettin' lit off, high on the great weed I like the girls, I like the ladies I light my world to drive her crazy In the Beamer or a fly Mercedes Gettin' lit off, high on the great weed I like the girls, I like the ladies I light my world to drive her crazy Tricky and Mad Dog: In the Beamer or a fly Mercedes (I like the girls) Gettin' lit off, high on the great weed (I like the girls) I like the girls, I like the ladies (I like the girls) I light my world to drive her crazy (With the real long hair) In the Beamer or a fly Mercedes (I like the girls) Gettin' lit off, high on the great weed (I like the girls) I like the girls, I like the ladies (Whether they're slim or they're short) I light my world to drive her crazy (I really don't care) Mad Dog: Met two girls in a restaurant Didn't know those hookers was lesbians 'Til i got home and started sexin' 'em The shit they were doing was excellent Yeah, yeah, the show was perfect The one with her tits in the other girl's bit Slim girl was holdin' her hips Strokin' her tongue all over her clit This girl was gettin pornographic Should've had a vid recordin that shit One girl's tits out taking a big mount Going down south licking the bitch out 'Round 'em and stylin' my dick was shinin' Next minute the babe is grindin' Went outside and left 'em windin' When i came back they was 69in' All of 'em was crying- she'd screamed The whipped cream from all over their tits See me laying for the queen all this fisting Reminds me of a dream i had at fifteen Last time i had seen 'em it was at the club It was me two girls and the scrappy love Back then wanted to be in nice loves But now there's enough for the both of us Tricky and Mad Dog: In the Beamer or a fly Mercedes (I like the girls) Gettin' lit off, high on the great weed (I like the girls) I like the girls, I like the ladies (I like the girls) I light my world to drive her crazy (With the real long hair) In the Beamer or a fly Mercedes (I like the girls) Gettin' lit off, high on the great weed (I like the girls) I like the girls, I like the ladies (Whether they're slim or they're short) I light my world to drive her crazy (I really don't care) In the Beamer or a fly Mercedes (I like the girls) Gettin' lit off, high on the great weed (I like the girls) I like the girls, I like the ladies (I like the girls) I light my world to drive her crazy (With the real long hair) In the Beamer or a fly Mercedes (I like the girls) Gettin' lit off, high on the great weed (I like the girls) I like the girls, I like the ladies (Whether they're slim or they're short) I light my world to drive her crazy (I really don't care) Mad Dog: Fit like hand in glove and i'm up Take a shot like the last of the stand drop Boom bom bom Check if alien That's the time to pull out the handcuffs Dials a one on a one minute call Be gone if i never done the cheap rough She calls and asks when we can fuck And who else wants the Jungle Lay So she dials a one on a one minute call Be gone if i never done the cheap rough Unless she wants a Jungle Lay So she calls everyone wonderin' when we can fuck What does she come to the bar wearin' 'Cause when the girls put on the starin' I love watchin' all this dancin' By the girls who are as about as luscious acting Rude girl and her martial firing "Ooh well, get the spot!" they whinin' Street Dog, they caught me rhymin' Turned around and got fucking blinded My favorite beds get no shy women When or wherever to be drivin' My take come to the face When i see that beat goes the drum And the bass is blastin' Freak if i bone It's like i lost control I'm all alone think i'm toppin' Get high when i drive a car And try to drink and drive When i'm private parking In the Beamer or a fly Mercedes Gettin' lit off, high on the great weed I like the girls, I like the ladies I light my world to drive her crazy In the Beamer or a fly Mercedes Gettin' lit off, high on the great weed I like the girls, I like the ladies I light my world to drive her crazy Tricky and Mad Dog: In the Beamer or a fly Mercedes (I like the girls) Gettin' lit off, high on the great weed (I like the girls) I like the girls, I like the ladies I light my world to drive her crazy (With the real long hair) In the Beamer or a fly Mercedes (I like the girls) Gettin' lit off, high on the great weed (I like the girls) I like the girls, I like the ladies (Whether they're slim or they're short) I light my world to drive her crazy (I really don't care) In the Beamer or a fly Mercedes (I like the girls) Gettin' lit off, high on the great weed (I like the girls) I like the girls, I like the ladies (I like the girls) I light my world to drive her crazy (With the real long hair) In the Beamer or a fly Mercedes (I like the girls) Gettin' lit off, high on the great weed (I like the girls) I like the girls, I like the ladies (Whether they're slim or they're short) I light my world to drive her crazy (I really don't care) In the Beamer or a fly Mercedes (I like the girls) Gettin' lit off, high on the great weed (I like the girls) I like the girls, I like the ladies I light my world to drive her crazy (With the real long hair) In the Beamer or a fly Mercedes (I like the girls) Gettin' lit off, high on the great weed (I like the girls) I like the girls, I like the ladies (Whether they're slim or they're short) I light my world to drive her crazy (I really don't care) |
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tricky: round the corner turn the corner, turn hell is round the corner hot like a sauna i know i hurt her when I tell her that I want her and with this drama i act like jeffrey dahmer i beat her then i eat her nigga's sweet,there's no one sweeter i think i lost my tweeter to your pussycats do you call your pistols 'gats'? don't sleep her love away don't let her run away don't sleep her love away don't let her... dream and i'm seein' it harmed a girl like Monica everyday be like Hanukkah and change my mind again hide off like to find a friend i call her "enemy" she says i act like there's ten of me a sketch for their clone a dog without a home but you want more when i was on tour told her "you should write a lot" now look how much time you got told you,"shouldn't run alot" now look how much time you got mad dog: take life on the streets- your own made by Grease beats- pure dog running with the renegades of NY Street Dog speak the true talk wanna talk about crime? yeah right! stick ups- get in mind to realize alright run the airtime fuck the police it's startin' to get hyped niggas gettin' paranoid and void then imply Tetth's a bad boy just gonna rap about kids that can't cope dogs get mad when niggas stand broke with a phat rope, yo, what a joke! shit, i had coke and fifty pound notes puffed it for those niggas i know far as i know you're a freak if i bone like i go Trix and Milo i roll with niggas with big machines blank sreens, video scenes blue, black and green niggas with wigs scared the scam clean and get the cream- know what i mean? diggin' the scene with the gasoline with enough magazines them nine to fives,big executives who ride the clock, there'll be no crime from nine to five. there be no crime for none of us livin' to find those kinds of drugs with no undercovers those motherfuckers can't flop dogs in any form, this rough cough's quick i'm sick going where the Jungle is clicking in England the trans-Atlantic in Harlem where demands don't quit kioka: levitating and useless debating in these dvastating times tricky: don't let her run away kioka: while everybody's just doing drugs and writing melodic rhymes tricky: don't sleep her love away kioka: trying to get one and not get into trouble i might just be inclined tricky: don't let her run away kioka: we all got needs we all do dirty deeds now and then wanna smoke some weed tricky: don't sleep her love away kioka: yeah we're free yes we need to be free walkin' round with unsatisfying needs tricky: don't let her run away kioka: yeah we're free yes we need to be free walkin' round with unsatisfying needs tricky: don't sleep her love away mad dog: come with a bang bang it's a hangman gettin' my prayer my hands can slang bang actors that have the will to gang slang that's the type of nigga that can't say, "you don't go and forget the down times and the walk while i was with the bad man" many to fly right? masterplan miracle flight like Pan-Am man,damn! sure as the echo 'fore that gonna pump the petrol niggas with escorts hide in the get-go now lay it in the ghetto yeah y'all i could find life in a Paris metro while i'm walkin' around slammin' ghettos in the real know the rapper with the black girls deliverin' travels with the Maxwells gettin' paid off girls Rockwells, high L's well as drop sales with Stockwell Street Dog with a molotov cocktail no no can't stop flowin' no gettin' paid off girls Rockwells, high L's well as drop sales with Stockwell Street Dog with a molotov cocktail no no can't stop flowin' no kioka: levitating and useless debating in these dvastating times tricky: don't let her run away kioka: while everybody's just doing drugs and writing melodic rhymes tricky: don't sleep her love away kioka: trying to get one and not get into trouble i might just be inclined tricky: don't let her run away kioka: we all got needs we all do dirty deeds now and then wanna smoke some weed tricky: don't sleep her love away kioka: yeah we're free yes we need to be free walkin' round with unsatisfying needs tricky: don't let her run away kioka: yeah we're free yes we need to be free walkin' round with unsatisfying needs tricky: don't sleep her love away kioka: yeah we're free yes we need to be free walkin' round with unsatisfying needs tricky: don't let her run away kioka: yeah we're free yes we need to be free walkin' round with unsatisfying needs tricky: don't sleep her love away kioka: yeah we're free yes we need to be free walkin' round with unsatisfying needs tricky: don't let her run away kioka: yeah we're free yes we need to be free walkin' round with unsatisfying needs tricky: don't sleep her love away |
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D'na: I'm calling you I'm calling you now And now won't wait And now won't change now Or rearrange it might get strange now it might get strange now Tricky and D'na: Just fallin' free Just fall in me And i'm your coffin And I'm your coffin For endless sleep now For endless sleep now Little sunbeam I hear you scream I feel your heat now I feel your heat now Here's to one way sleep now I hear trees scream Ain't the people mean? What do they mean? It's time to sleep now It's time to go now I wait for you, I wait for you I wait for you, I wait for you I wait for you Little sunbeam I can hear you scream I can feel your heat now I can feel your heat now Here's to one way sleep now I hear trees scream Ain't the people mean? What do they mean? It's time to sleep now It's time to go now I wait for you, I wait for you I wait for you, I hate for you I wait for you, i hate for you I wait for you, i hate for you I wait for you, i hate for you I wait for you, i hate for you I wait for you, i hate for you Hate for you I wait for you, I wait for you I wait for you, I hate for you I hate for you Hate for you I hate for you I can feel your heat now It's time to go now |
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Wash my soul, wash my soul, wash my soul Tricky and Bob Khaleel: I get paid while they starve In the streets Visa cards, VIP Wash away and use you as a fan Starving these children And i change the channel You know me, i'm Mr.Nice You know me I survive at any price So it seems i'm the devil's son Lick it, wet it, you like it, you let it Lick it, wet it, touch it, take your turn On somedays, together we can learn Wash my soul, wash my soul, wash my soul Lick it, wet it, you like it, you let it Lick it, wet it, touch it, take your turn On somedays, together we can learn I've served with gangsters And I've served with kings These are a few of my favorite things Think about love, love now and then It's no good I am weak, I admit Wash my soul Lick it, wet it, you like it, you let it Lick it, wet it, touch it, take your turn On somedays, together we can learn Wash my soul, wash my soul Lick it, wet it, you like it, you let it Lick it, wet it, you like it, take your turn Take your turn, take your turn Together we can learn |
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| 3:36 |
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tricky: round the corner turn the corner, turn hell is round the corner hot like a sauna i know i hurt her when I tell her that I want her and with this drama i act like jeffrey dahmer i beat her then i eat her nigga's sweet,there's no one sweeter i think i lost my tweeter to your pussycats do you call your pistols 'gats'? don't sleep her love away don't let her run away don't sleep her love away don't let her... dream and i'm seein' it harmed a girl like Monica everyday be like Hanukkah and change my mind again hide off like to find a friend i call her "enemy" she says i act like there's ten of me a sketch for their clone a dog without a home but you want more when i was on tour told her "you should write a lot" now look how much time you got told you,"shouldn't run alot" now look how much time you got mad dog: take life on the streets- your own made by Grease beats- pure dog running with the renegades of NY Street Dog speak the true talk wanna talk about crime? yeah right! stick ups- get in mind to realize alright run the airtime fuck the police it's startin' to get hyped niggas gettin' paranoid and void then imply Tetth's a bad boy just gonna rap about kids that can't cope dogs get mad when niggas stand broke with a phat rope, yo, what a joke! shit, i had coke and fifty pound notes puffed it for those niggas i know far as i know you're a freak if i bone like i go Trix and Milo i roll with niggas with big machines blank sreens, video scenes blue, black and green niggas with wigs scared the scam clean and get the cream- know what i mean? diggin' the scene with the gasoline with enough magazines them nine to fives,big executives who ride the clock, there'll be no crime from nine to five. there be no crime for none of us livin' to find those kinds of drugs with no undercovers those motherfuckers can't flop dogs in any form, this rough cough's quick i'm sick going where the Jungle is clicking in England the trans-Atlantic in Harlem where demands don't quit kioka: levitating and useless debating in these dvastating times tricky: don't let her run away kioka: while everybody's just doing drugs and writing melodic rhymes tricky: don't sleep her love away kioka: trying to get one and not get into trouble i might just be inclined tricky: don't let her run away kioka: we all got needs we all do dirty deeds now and then wanna smoke some weed tricky: don't sleep her love away kioka: yeah we're free yes we need to be free walkin' round with unsatisfying needs tricky: don't let her run away kioka: yeah we're free yes we need to be free walkin' round with unsatisfying needs tricky: don't sleep her love away mad dog: come with a bang bang it's a hangman gettin' my prayer my hands can slang bang actors that have the will to gang slang that's the type of nigga that can't say, "you don't go and forget the down times and the walk while i was with the bad man" many to fly right? masterplan miracle flight like Pan-Am man,damn! sure as the echo 'fore that gonna pump the petrol niggas with escorts hide in the get-go now lay it in the ghetto yeah y'all i could find life in a Paris metro while i'm walkin' around slammin' ghettos in the real know the rapper with the black girls deliverin' travels with the Maxwells gettin' paid off girls Rockwells, high L's well as drop sales with Stockwell Street Dog with a molotov cocktail no no can't stop flowin' no gettin' paid off girls Rockwells, high L's well as drop sales with Stockwell Street Dog with a molotov cocktail no no can't stop flowin' no kioka: levitating and useless debating in these dvastating times tricky: don't let her run away kioka: while everybody's just doing drugs and writing melodic rhymes tricky: don't sleep her love away kioka: trying to get one and not get into trouble i might just be inclined tricky: don't let her run away kioka: we all got needs we all do dirty deeds now and then wanna smoke some weed tricky: don't sleep her love away kioka: yeah we're free yes we need to be free walkin' round with unsatisfying needs tricky: don't let her run away kioka: yeah we're free yes we need to be free walkin' round with unsatisfying needs tricky: don't sleep her love away kioka: yeah we're free yes we need to be free walkin' round with unsatisfying needs tricky: don't let her run away kioka: yeah we're free yes we need to be free walkin' round with unsatisfying needs tricky: don't sleep her love away kioka: yeah we're free yes we need to be free walkin' round with unsatisfying needs tricky: don't let her run away kioka: yeah we're free yes we need to be free walkin' round with unsatisfying needs tricky: don't sleep her love away |
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where've you been, love? how've you been, love? it's a long time since i've seen love you make me happy, love hope that you're happy, love i was a scrappy love i feel like i'm stupid now i feel like i'm stupid now how've you been, love? i've committed a sin, love you care for him, love? he's good for you, love guess who has sinned, love? she asked how you're doin', love i feel kind of stupid, love 'till he moves to the neck to the push to the shove how much time has it been, love? how much time has it been, love? we don't even speak now remember the first walk-out? you fill my need you tell me to read we sat in the park we sat just apart but not for our own love we grew a strong love but not for our own love we grew a strong love wish i could sin love wish i could sin love wish i could sin love where've you been, love? how've you been, love? it's a long time since i've seen love you make me happy, love hope that you're happy, love i was a scrappy love feel like i'm stupid now feel like i'm stupid now how've you been, love? i've committed a sin, love do you care for him love? he's good for you love guess who i've seen, love? she asked how you're doin', love i feel kind of stupid love 'till he moves to the neck to the push to the shove how much time has it been, love? how much time has it been, love? we dont want to speak now remember the first walk-out? you fill my need tell me to read sat in the park we sat just apart but not for our own love we grew a strong love but not for our own love we grew a strong love wish i could sin, love wish i could sin, love how've you been, love? it's a long time since i've seen love you care for him, love? he's good for you, love he's good for you, love |
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