Dan the Automator lyrics
Dan the Automator lyrics
"Wiling Lyrics"
Pittsburg To Lebannon Lyrics
I was born out my momma ass, Well, I'm as blind as can be, I brought my first shotgun, By the age of three, Said, Fine whiskey and women, oh, By the time that I was five, So tired of the way that I am living now You know I`m gonna windup alive.
I was born out my momma ass, Well, I'm as blind as can be, I brought my first shotgun, By the age of three, Said, Fine whiskey and women, oh, By the time that I was five, So tired of the way that I am living now You know I`m gonna windup alive.
f/ Neph the Madman
Verse One: Neph The Madman
Forget your crew nigga there's no contest
The Hoodie Men we confresh and never less
I guess, if you want to test and try, oh why? Now, this nigga gotta die
Smoke, light L's engage in sex
Shorties with big breasts and round fat juicy asses
From the ghetto classes, you with them kicking niggas asses
We'll be in there with swimwear, who in there
The hoodie men we rock the spot
Who are you? You silly cuz we rocked your knot
So bo bo bo, cry nigga thought you knew
That the sucka MC's get the D from my crew
Chorus:
I'm wiling, the ism got me wiling
Last To Know Lyrics
Way down the track made the wrong turn Finished up where I started You noticed a change come over me Fell in love with my own reflection yeah How does it feel beneath your own wheel Feels like an accident waking up Under a bus with my fingers crossed Now is the time we could make it up So you lost the fear it wasnt that bad Left to your own devices yeah
My shorty got me wiling, trapped up in the al insane asylum
I'm wiling, jiggy got me wiling
The forties got me wiling, trapped up in the al insane asylum
I'm wiling, cuz niggies got me wiling
The ghetto got me wiling, trapped up in the al insane asylum
I'm wiling, but Jackie got me wiling,
Drama got me wiling, trapped up in the al insane asylum
Verse Two: Neph
I gotta take the pain away, so I sit back relax and smoke the ism every day
Well men don't care, mad bills to pay
And a bunch of more ho's, brothers drinking alizay
Damn, I'm high again, yo my girl drives me crazy
Insane pain in my brain it don't amaze me
Hated by her parents, fe
Houdini Lyrics
I wait at the table and hold hands with weeping strangers Wait for you to join the group The tambourine jingle-jangles The medium Roams and rambles Not taken in, I break the circle I want this man to go away now With a kiss, I'd pass the key And feel your tongue Teasing and receiving With your spit still on my lip -- you hit the w
ling transparentI wait at the table and hold hands with weeping strangers Wait for you to join the group The tambourine jingle-jangles The medium Roams and rambles Not taken in, I break the circle I want this man to go away now With a kiss, I'd pass the key And feel your tongue Teasing and receiving With your spit still on my lip -- you hit the w
Dammit, and in two weeks we'll have a baby
Why? I cry and hope to die, stick a needle in my eye filled with chocolate
Now I'm high, mama kicked me out, not fair
Niggas everywhere and other niggas just stare
Screw me, some might want to do me the uzi
Cocked, till the nextman front and you'll get rocked
Cuz I got a daughter now plus I'm homeless, so shit is out of order how?
Do you do, here comes the man of two
Fucked up but I hope I'm getting through to you
Life is a bitch, so we just stay high, hoodie men don't die we just multiply
Chorus
Verse Three: Neph
Land and the area, damn we slam scarier I'm darin ya
Soul Release Ft Tyna Keelan Lyrics
Oh yes yes yes Gonna sing you a slow jam It be a little something different to the regular program Close your eyes, take a seat, this is why It be simple kind of tune, taking you back to the jams to the old school With a raw soul release, where balance is acheived Rugged flow steps beneath the tones, searching for the key Be driven in this, oh groove expedition Its
Oh yes yes yes Gonna sing you a slow jam It be a little something different to the regular program Close your eyes, take a seat, this is why It be simple kind of tune, taking you back to the jams to the old school With a raw soul release, where balance is acheived Rugged flow steps beneath the tones, searching for the key Be driven in this, oh groove expedition Its
You can bring your crew the more the merrier
America, do you know who we are? Hoodie Men we be are
Nasty nab be sent to be far, Allah, you better call that nigga right now
I'm ghost, and elephants around you on the ground
Who is he I don't know, just another John Doe
On the scene, his wife, oh no, Feds scream
Neph The Madman, yo I know that niggas M.O.
Causing def lyrical slug and a fucked up flow
Now you know, who's the motherfucker in town
You didn't know, your mothers my ho, you fucking glam tally-ho
Shout out to my crew, Hoodie Men we on niggas better believe I went for you
As soon, brothers on cell block 151, nigga know that the games have just begun
Chorus