Royce Da 5'9'' Lyrics
Royce Da 5'9'' Lyrics
"Something's Wrong With Him Lyrics"
La Claire Fontaine Lyrics
? la claire fontaine M'en allant promener J'ai trouv? l'eau si belle Que je m'y suis baign? Il y a longtemps que je t'aime Jamais je ne t'oublierai Sous les feuilles de ch?ne Je me suis fait s?cher Sur la plus haute branche Le rossignol chantait Il y a longtemps que je t'aime Jamais je ne t'oublierai
? la claire fontaine M'en allant promener J'ai trouv? l'eau si belle Que je m'y suis baign? Il y a longtemps que je t'aime Jamais je ne t'oublierai Sous les feuilles de ch?ne Je me suis fait s?cher Sur la plus haute branche Le rossignol chantait Il y a longtemps que je t'aime Jamais je ne t'oublierai
(feat. Carlos "6 July" Broady)
[Royce Da 5'9" + (6 July)]
Uhh, yeah, my conference calls with 'Los and Kino
consists of - (Nigga tone it down, there's way too much killin)
Of course I ignore 'em, a poor man talk
I don't give a fuck if I throw my poor fans off
Pathetic war done entered my brain and permanently changed me
Now I'm angry so FUCK a metaphor
FUCK hip-hop, hip-hop sucks!
You got, niggaz on top swingin from 2Pac's NUTS!
It's like, I could go in the lab
and try to write somethin that's nice or bright but I will be holdin back
My scripture's in the dark
Deep-rooted soldier inside my soul, uncontrollable temper like "The Hulk's"
My wife don't like my alb
Love (Hidden Track) Lyrics
[Benzino]: 'Zino, uh Young Yellow Old star From Boston to NY We do it for the (Love) Purple haze, Philly blunts, niggas on the corner Semi-auto weapons, with the red scope on it Niggas don't want it, my dawgs we do it for the (Love) Fly bitches, ponytails, jeans fit just right Get brains on the nine o'
um, it's way too dark for women[Benzino]: 'Zino, uh Young Yellow Old star From Boston to NY We do it for the (Love) Purple haze, Philly blunts, niggas on the corner Semi-auto weapons, with the red scope on it Niggas don't want it, my dawgs we do it for the (Love) Fly bitches, ponytails, jeans fit just right Get brains on the nine o'
She say it sound like I hold grudges
She rather listen to Joe Budden's, no disrespect aight?
But FUCK a party now and everybody like
[Chorus: Royce + (6 July)]
(What's wrong witchu nigga? Every song you killin)
(Every rhyme you spit is violently put)
Lethal, BUT - I have no problem
with puttin this gun down and beatin yo' ass up
I was taught rhyme from the heart, they will feel you
I like the dark, you cut on them lights, I will kill you
(Something's wrong with him)
[Royce Da 5'9" + (6 July)]
(Just like his pops
He don't give a fuck if you like him or not
He's a major problem) I will slap yo' ass in church
And apologize to Jesus later, punk
The apollo program was a hoax Lyrics
Petrol bombs and barricades Anything to have our say. Consequence of no choice at all Empires rise and empires fall. Now its time to flip some coins. And it's time to turn some tables. Cause if we have the vision I know that we are able. Suck on my words for a while, choke in the truth of a million dead. There is no prestige in your t
!Petrol bombs and barricades Anything to have our say. Consequence of no choice at all Empires rise and empires fall. Now its time to flip some coins. And it's time to turn some tables. Cause if we have the vision I know that we are able. Suck on my words for a while, choke in the truth of a million dead. There is no prestige in your t
Why am I hot and you not, and why is you rich?
And why I ain't got SHIT in my pocket but lint?
This ain't rap no mo', this not a flow
This is beef, there's a couple street niggaz that got to go (bloaw!)
My name is Nickel (haha) I'm from the suburbs (yeah!)
It's only a ten-minute drive to come and get you (yeah)
TIRED of you hoes
I will slap snot side-ways outta ya nose, PARTNAH! (partnah!)
I know we got drama
But I will still show up at your funeral and hug yo' ugly-ass momma
Everybody wanna know why the flow is so bad
(Why is you so mad?) Everybody askin
[Chorus]
[Royce Da 5'9"]
I'm a natural since - I wrote "Black Girl"
I hope that you don't think
that I
(Quicksilver daydreams of) Maria Lyrics
by Townes Van Zandt Well, the diamonds fades quickly when matched to the face of Maria All the harps they sound empty when she lifts her lips to the sky the brown of her skin makes her hair seem a soft golden rainfall that spills from the mountains to the bottomless depths of her eyes Well, she stands all around me her hands slowly sifti
won't smack yo' bitchby Townes Van Zandt Well, the diamonds fades quickly when matched to the face of Maria All the harps they sound empty when she lifts her lips to the sky the brown of her skin makes her hair seem a soft golden rainfall that spills from the mountains to the bottomless depths of her eyes Well, she stands all around me her hands slowly sifti
Cause I will clap her if she happen to be witchu, when I kill you
You can get ideas, nobody compares you thugs
I will put out the bub on top of yo' head
This .22 rifle, be shootin them bouncin bullets
The enter into your head and exit out yo' foot
Ride off as soon as my clip turns, you click and
[click click, BOOM] them choppers is lookin for eyeballs (yeah)
You could bring yo' roughest toughest thug
that's jealous just tell him to touch me, I will fuck him up!
I will knock his ass OUT
And if I can't beat him I will grab my heater and POP his ass!
FUCK yo' life, stripes I will shock yo' hood
And I ain't never dyin, knock on wood - whattup 'Los?
[Chorus]