place after all I saw a face now in the crowd sayin' nothin' talking loud Life is just a day living games we play London Bridge is fallin' down do what
fear was September When he had to go A few cards and letters and one long distance call We drifted away like the leaves in the fall But year after year
road fi wi name dem a call Bout dem want fi dis Basement Jaxx after all When we check it out dem a brain it small Seven time rise seven time will fall
me But we all got wood and nails, we're tongue tied to a hating factory Yeah, we all got wood and nails, we're tongue tied to a hating factory Yeah, we
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after, night after, night after night I am stuck in a closet with Vanna White Stuck in a closet with Vanna White N-n-night after, night after, night
the after party After the party is the hotel lobby After that, you know it's diamond Cris And after that, I say, 'Excuse me, miss' And after that, we
[verse 1] the last kiss we shared, tasted like a wine sweet and bitter like, our memories and i long for you to, come right back to me tomorrow the time
say that we ain't true to what we say but then again When you see us on the street and playa hate We bang them fuckin' brains, we bang them brains But then we
In the Range smoked out with my nigga Tay Smokin' that tweed 'til we fall in the grave [BIZZY BONE] Make up the dummy to make up me money, weed run
Lay] And we gon ride, and we gon ride... [Both] Bone Thugs, Mo Thugs, Thugline! [Lay] And we gon ride, and we gon ride, and... [Both] We gon ride! [Layzie
hypnotized We keep ya feelin' oh so high You feelin' we slippin', huh You think that we missin' the 1st of the month 10 years we done been here We spending
worry, God don't like evil Shit is so clear that they can't even see through But no matter what we do (Matter what we do) We gon' be strugglin' forever
got my Bone, yeah. We straight up killas, we're realer. We just want the money, y'all hate us. We don't deserve 'em. Murder one, if a nigga go murdered
we say is for the streets, not for you go to do or to repeat. Please, if we can no more murder. How must I say it? If we can no more murder. [chorus] (
till them lay round, after round, after round They'll fall down, down May they lay from the eruption man We putting them six feet deep, we buck, we bang
don't even tell 'em we in here, we on the low No thuggin' in V.I.P. for me and my niggaz, we on the flo' C'mon, hey, we finna get this party started
in my stash and blast Fuck all y'all that treated a nigga like we wasn't shit And soon as we hit, now what do we get? These fake-ass niggas tryin' to