Every afternoon A point I hammer home You had no follow through Follow through better off alone Wading patiently Stranded in your sea Sing in time and
Prevod: Get Up Kids. In Your morju.
Every afternooon A point I hammer home You had no follow through, no follow through Better off alone Waiting patiently Stranded in your sea Singing
the earth you thought would beat you down Lifts up and lights your ground Get back on your way at the end of the day
dip, bum on your lips Fuck that, cum on your lips, and some on your tits And get ready, 'cause this shit's about to get heavy I just settled all my lawsuits
huh Some got hopes and dreams, we got ways and mean The supreme dream team always up with the scheme From hub caps to sellin' raps, name your theme
Separate the day from the night? Create the land and the sea and man in your own image If not, then I want all this bullshit ended Sending the kids
with the pen I've been a Bad Boy A sad boy, I call your girl 13 cause she's good Should I say more? I see more, I see more Sea shore to sea shore,
the roots is More organic than acoustics Heavenly ? set you free and kill you in the same breath That shit you gotta get off your chest before your death
[ghostface killah] Good morning, good morning Time to get up Look at the sun so pretty today It's so bright, it's so smashing Lasting, helps out the
writing the mic is like a crack pipe. Don't get the wrong idea. this is for the cats usin' the third eye vision to try and find why we're here. You need to get up, get
ve been a Bad Boy A sad boy, I call your girl 13 cause she's good Should I say more? I see more, I see more Sea shore to sea shore, I sell my yaght
m-i-c, I am easy mo bee And easy mo is me, he gets down when I want him to get down I put the heights in the crown I wrote the dead sea scrolls, I'm &
the son get I'm a lyrical defamer, like gloria I'm a gaynor In the music biz I opened up more doors than kramer My anthology's available, so buy up the
down with me Type that go to the bathroom, sit down and pee I'll empty your house, back of your cribs, smacking your kids Bullets going through your leather, cracking your
no chaser and your dead meat Legal aid type of rider, have you shppied in greens 10 thou for a lawyer now who splits your cream Game is deeper than the sea
best at it Had a mil early man I been learned my mathmatics Oh oh 02 cop them 06 Boy stop stunting if I wanted i could have your chick Don't get it
combat's like a mini-Mac to your back As soon as one of you niggaz try to over react Tha L.O.D. love good confrontation or vamp Break your concentration, murder your
