the naked city 8 million stories, 8 million stories 8 million stories, 8 million stories There are 8 million stories in the naked city Some ice cold
do your hair, baby [starang] Ayo! there the go kid! [all] Right there! right there!...oh oh, oh oh... [ms] I'm movin' smooth like a wet foot glidin' across ice
get all emotional So now you sing and mix slang with blues and pluck strings Confused as fuck 'cause now your music sucks dick Mister Mister ass kisser to get accepted
Yo, who hold guns and rock ice bigger than life Got bitches throwin' they drawers on stage, that ain't me I raise kids, push whips, piss an MC Love money
in And it makes me wonder whoever is happy in this world I can't see them, are they there? The supermarkets are always jam packed, the acceptable
it's the latest rage. Lose the blues and don't complain-ia hit the dance floor feel no pain-ia Love it do the Transylvania mania. Frankenstein: Just accept
theatrical release, but I think we can safely guarantee there will be no revisions to the script made on behalf of a supporting caste. Cause history accepts
over da riddim Unabashedly, leave sights on the extreme sides of gassing Mike mastery, necessary steps to make you genuflect I reflect the genuine and accept
[dove] Yo - who hold guns and rock ice bigger than life; Got bitches throwin they drawers on stage - that ain't me! I raise kids, push whips, piss an
????? trip Come home to my future wife and every nite she'll flip She end up catchin rights to her lips behind diapers and shit But I like when we split drink ??? without ice
s hard to get some change Smoking weed getting drunk, in the car for a flame (slow down nigga) Yeah I see the traffic, but we dipping on the shoulder (break
] If you know what I mean Un jour il te faudra choisir Entre le passe, l'avenir Ne vis que de tes souvenirs Pour enfin accepter d'en rire Si
If you know what I mean Un jour il te faudra choisir Entre le passe, l'avenir Ne vis que de tes souvenirs Pour enfin accepter d'en rire Si tu veux
break the ice again Find the right time, just before you die When you're on your way down's the time to shine Take your whole damn life, just to break the ice
Hmm, maybe I should crack a joke Attack and ask her if she smokes Cause I can't seem to find my matches And that could break the ice but I'm a bad actress
and get all emotional So now you sing and mix slang with blues and pluck strings Confused as fuck cuz now your music sucks dick Mister Mister ass kisser to get accepted
' let me show off, make haters mad Got game to make your wife cheat, give me head Fuck your husband for Geezy - I know you gon' break bread I know you clowns don't like it, gotta accept
backstabbed again Jealous, want your cabbaging, yelling out How I break out the mack ten, fully automatic then start spraying up shop like the crooked cops squeezing the trigger like Ice