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01. Money Greedy
02. Mellow
03. Singing The Blues
04. Broken Homes
05. 6 Minutes
06. Analyze Me
07. The Moment I Feared
08. Talk To Me(Angels With Dirty Faces)
09. Carriage For Two
10. Demise
11. Tear Out My Eyes
12. Record Companies
13. Peyote Sings
14. Taxi(White Boy)
15. Time slippin’
MONEY GREEDY
Tricky:
Trample on my
Trample on my soul
Kill me with a quickness
Trample on my soul
Kill me with a quickness
Trample on my soul
Money greedy
Money greedy
I trust you over all
The way you brake my heart
The way you trample on my soul
Kill me with a quickness
Kill me with a quickness
Money greedy
I trust you over all
Money greedy
I trust you over all
You trample on my soul
You trample on my soul
You trample on my soul
Tricola–ola
Donde este bien je t’aime
I be dead when I’m strong
Tricola–ola
Donde este bien je t’aime je tombe
I be dead when I’m strong
In love I fall
It’s a crime how I crawl
Oh my lover
Don’t you know that it’s alright
You can love
You can love me the same time
I grin and bear it
I grin and bear it
You can’t compare it
Marathons of comparisons
The T–R–I–C–K–Y
You can’t get close
Brag the I boast
What have I got to boast about
Ghetto traps didn’t trap me, I got out
Security social
Standing in government lines
Standing in government lines
Standing in government lines
I take what’s mines
I take what’s mines
We know
Money greedy
I love you over all
Money greedy
You trample on my soul
You trample on my soul
You trample on my soul
Kill me with a quickness
I guess it’s strictly business
You kill me with a quickness
I guess it’s strictly business
Remember we used to sit in the brits
Never won any awards
That’s not what we used to look towards
Money greedy
Tricola–ola
Donde este bien je t’aime je tombe
Comparison
Trample on my soul
Marathon
Comparison
Can’t get close
Brag when I boast
What have I got to boast about
Ghetto traps didn’t trap me I got out
Standing in government lines
I take what’s mines
Money greedy
I trust you over all
Money greedy
Didn’t trap me I got out
Ghetto traps didn’t trap me I got out
Standing in government lines
I take what’s mines
Tricola–bola
Tricola–ola
I love you over all
You trample on my soul
I trust you over all
I trust you over all
Never come back
From the powers of desire
Yeah we know you do
I can see through you
I can’t meet the expectations
Of these radio stations
’Cause I move in with different vibrations
With different vibrations
Different vibrations
Different vibrations
You kill me
False autograph
First my body
Now my corpse
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MELLOW
I’m gonna see my baby
She makes me feel like movin’
I’m gonna see my baby
She makes me feel like movin’
She makes me feel high
She makes me feel low
I’m gonna see my baby
She makes me feel like groovin’
Like this, like this, like
I see you go to see your baby
Does she make you feel like grooving?
You go to see your baby
She make you feel like grooving
She make you feel high
She make you feel low
She make you feel high
She make you feel low
She make you feel like spendin’ your money
She make you feel high
She make you feel low
She make you feel high
She make you feel low
Need my honey
Like you feel
Need my honey
She makes me feel
She makes me feel
Need my honey
Need my
Need my honey
Need my
Need my honey
Need my
Need my honey
Gonna go see my honey
She makes me feel like groovin’
She makes me feel high
She makes me feel low
Honey
When you go to see your honey
When I go to see my honey
Need my honey
She makes me feel
She makes me feel
She makes me feel
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SINGING THE BLUES
Martina:
I’ve been working so hard
Just came home from my job
I look down in my wallet
Goddamit I been bought
Where can my money be now
Five of the week’s long work
What can I do now
I got so many bills to pay
You got me singing the blues
And I’m paying all my dues
You got me singing the blues
And I’m paying all my dues, yeah
I got to tell you that
The blues reached out of my pocket
People, oh what a shame
The bills are gonna rob me tomorrow
That’s why I need my ten dollars today
You got me singing the blues
And I’m paying all my dues
You got me singing the blues
And I’m paying all my dues
The blues reached out of my pocket
People, oh what a shame
The bills are gonna rob me tomorrow
That’s why I need my ten dollars today
You got me singing the blues
And I’m paying all my dues
You got me singing the blues
And I’m paying all my dues
You got to singing,
Singing in the morning
Singing in the new day
You got to singing yeah
You got singing
The blues reached out of my pocket
People, oh what a shame
The bills are gonna rob me tomorrow
That’s why I need my ten dollars today
You got me singing the blues
And I’m paying all my dues
You got me singing the blues
Baby I’m gonna singing,
Singing in the morning
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BROKEN HOMES
Choir:
Those men will break your bones,
Don’t know how to build stable homes.
Those men will break your bones,
Don’t know how to build stable homes.
PJ Harvey:
Those men will break your bones,
Don’t know how to build stable homes.
PJ Harvey & Tricky:
We loose our voice more each year,
Maybe we won’t bring soon
Is there cancer in the throat ?
No stress
PJ Harvey:
Maybe it’s supposed to kill the success
PJ Harvey & Tricky:
Because success needs killing
PJ Harvey:
Murder is media
False laugh,
Forged autograph,
PJ Harvey & Tricky:
First my body, now my corpse
PJ Harvey:
Those men will break your bones,
Don’t know how to build stable homes.
Alive is pain, Murder is fame,
PJ Harvey & Tricky:
And if you’re famous you may get acquitted
If you did it
PJ Harvey:
There’s no where to runaway
PJ Harvey & Tricky:
Damn you I hope you pay
PJ Harvey:
And finish the day to day
Games we play
PJ Harvey & Tricky:
Those men will brake your bones,
Don’t know how to build stable homes.
PJ Harvey:
I’m a stay at home
PJ Harvey & Tricky:
And talk on the telephone
PJ Harvey:
There’s nothing in this world I want from you,
Don’t fool yourself, I won’t cry…
You’re too scared to live
Too quick to die
PJ Harvey & Tricky:
Those men will brake your bones,
Don’t know how to build stable homes.
Those men will brake your bones,
Don’t know how to build stable homes.
Those men will break your bones,
Don’t know how to build stable homes.
Choir:
Don’t know how to build stable homes.
Those men will break your bones,
Don’t know how to build stable homes.
Those men will break your bones,
Don’t know how to build stable homes.
Stable Homes
Those men will break your bones,
Stable homes
Those men will break your bones,
Stable homes.
Those men will break your bones
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6 MINUTES
Tricky:
One,Two
Martina:
Six minutes — I’m on, six minutes — I’m on
Tricky:
It’s a long way from Knowle West to Hollywood
I’ve never seen a triple beam
From L.A. to N.Y. I eat pork make ’em scream
Six minutes I’m on
I’m premenstrual I bleed because I’m not a vegetable
I’m on six minutes — I’m on
Lies don’t suit me I think it’s my duty to say I don’t like guns
And in them comes spoil the rude boys funds
I’m resilian I don’t just wanna make a million
And if the radio shows throw low blows
We do this with or without the air play
Life’s a cycle forget about Michael
Life’s a cycle forget about Michael
Watchin’ you leadin’, I’m tired of bleedin’
Watchin’ you leadin’, I’m tired,I’m bleedin’
I’m gonna take this time out for a promotional click
Durban Poison artist are the smartest
In this industry full of vomit
My voodoo make ’em sick
My voodoo make ’em sick
My voodoo make ’em sick
Tricky:
Now when people got a good thing they want to make it a bigger thing
Bullet proof from the truth
Now it’s gone to far
And all the tough guys are dropping like flies
Like old styles and riches and snitches and those industry bitches
I hear they’re taking over benches
To be high paid wenches
Forget the champaign at the bar you need A&R
Is this making music or make money?
I can’t make my mind up
They think they’re safe ’cause they’re signed up
You’re under contracts that brakes those backs
You brag and boast now look–a–here
I control my destiny
I control my career
Six minutes
Martina:
I’m on
Tricky:
Is this making music or make money?
I can’t make my mind up
Martina:
I’m on
Tricky:
Life’s a cycle
Just because you’re signed up
Durban poison artist are the smartest
My voodoo make ’em sick
You’re under contracts that brakes those backs
You brag and boast, now look–a–here
Tricky Martina:
I’m on
I control my destiny
I’m on
I control my career
I’m on
I control my destiny
I’m on
I control my career
I’m on
Radio shows throw low blows
I’m on
Forget the champaign at the bar you need A&R
I’m on
I’m premenstrual
I’m on
I’m premenstrual
I’m on
Radio shows throw low blows
Throw low blows
Forget the champaign at the bar
Life’s a cycle
You need A&R
I’m on
Like a cycle
I’m on
Radio shows — I’m on
Now when people got a good thing — I’m on
They want to make it a bigger thing
Bullet proof from the truth
Now it’s gone to far
Bullet proof from the truth
And all the tough guys are dropping like flies
Like old styles and riches and snitches and those Industry bitches
I’m on
I heard they’re taking over benches
I’m on
To be high paid wenches
I’m on
It’s gone to far
You need A&R
I’m on
I don’t rap, I don’t sing
I’m an emotional player
Emotions I deal with
Emotions I deal with
Just energy
Just energy
Just my energy
I’m on
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ANALYZE ME
Tricky:
Starts off in the hips
Move to my lips
For all those who want to analyze me
For all those who want to analyze me
Start it off in the hips
Move to my lips
For all those who want to analyze me
My mother committed suicide when I was four or five
I love mike–o was killed by a psycho
I love mike–o was killed by a psycho
But I’m not sad or sorry ’cause we be tomorrow
But I’m not sad or sorry ’cause we be tomorrow
Martina:
Will it be on hot land, on hot sand
Or maybe concrete corner — december
Red zones in my head phones
The devil’s tools — inside us fools
The devil’s tools — inside us fools
Love shall leave me alone
Love shall leave me alone
Love shall leave me alone
Love shall
Will it be on hot sand, on hot land
Or maybe a concrete corner — december
Red zones in my head phones
The devil’s tools — inside us fools
The devil’s tools
Love shall leave me alone
Love shall
Will it be on hot land, on hot sand
Will it be, will it be,
Will it be on hot land, on hot sand
Or maybe a
Concrete corner — december
Red zones in my head phones
Red zones
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THE MOMENT I FEARED
Tricky:
Well I’m sittin on my lunch break, grinnin my teeth
It’s the last day of the week, boy what a relief
My muscles kind of ache, they felt rigid and stiff
So I turned around, and I smoked this big fat spliff
Now I’m happy as can be I’m in this pothead spell
I put some eyedrops in my eyes so that no one can tell
Now It’s 5:45 almost time for the bell
I’m back on the job, I don’t bother no one
I keep strictly to my ways till my job is done
Now it’s 5:45 it’s time to have fun
I’m hangin out with a rapper, a kid named Don
We got more drunk than a skunk and happy as can be
We went, to the Latin Quarters and we got in free
Scoopin all the girls with my fly jewelry
’Cause I’m a fly brown brother and you can’t school me
Boogie Down was performin hey they ain’t no joke
And a bunch of Brooklyn kids was lookin all up my throat
Was it my big chains with the big words on ’em?
Then they rolled on me and told me to run em
This was the moment I feared…
“Yo take off your chains…”
This was the moment I feared…
“You need to take those chains off…”
I said, “They’re really not real, they’re just a front for the girls”
Then a whole bunch of fists just, caved in my world
I was in pain, so ashamed, I wish I never came
Had to pick up my face and go home on the train
Then I went to the park and bought me a thought
Then I went to the park, and I sat and I thought
I seen Danny Boy blue with his girl named Sarah
In one of their cars, I think it was a Valera
She called out to me, but, I really didn’t hear her
So I went a little closer so I could a little clearer
She said, “You know where we’re chillin’?”
I said, “I know where that is, just next to my building”
I gave em the information and they I went on my way
Then I went home, and slept til two the next day
There was a knock on my door, I opened it, no quit!
It was Sarah standing there with a bag named Kit
She starts to use me and abuse me and at first I wasn’t with it
Then we did it and we did it and we did it
She said it was great, she said she’s glad we had done it
The elevator come and Danny Boy was on it
This was the moment I feared…
This was the moment I feared…
Well he was huffin and puffin and he swung at me — word
So I pulled out my gat and I silenced the nerd
Then he was dead two in the head I took the cash and the Visa’s
She said, “Everything’s all right, just make sure nobody sees us”
Now I was rich as I was rich I could have whatever
would please me
Now I could wear real gold in front of folks who don’t
tease me
Yah, I’ll be a new neighborhood dad
Cats’ll roll up on me like, “Trix my man!”
Ya see a policeman rolled up on me and told me, “Make my day”
I said, “Relax brother”, but he had proof that I had done it
He found the gun with my fingerprints on it
But now I’m in prison doin’ life and I’m scared
Some kid snuffed me cold and greased me where no one dared
This was the moment I feared…
“Now bend over!”
This was the moment I feared…
“Take your trowsers down, and bend over!”
Now I’m doin’ life and I’m scared
A kid knocked me cold and greased me where no one dared
The moment I feared…
This was the moment I feared…
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TALK TO ME
(Angels with dirty faces)
Tricky:
Take once you’re through
Tricky Martina:
Someone talk to me now
Energy won’t move me
Oceans, oceans won’t soothe me
Cry me a bayou
Slime, sleaze pass through
You love it when I’m leaving
You love it when I’m leaving
Someone talk to me now
Energy won’t move me
Oceans, oceans won’t soothe me
You love it when I’m leaving
You love it when I’m leaving
Angels with dirty faces
Disappear with out traces
Them bones
Angels with dirty faces
Disappear with out traces
Love it when I’m leaving
You, you love it when I’m leaving
Someone talk to me now
Love it when you’re leaving
I love it when you’re leaving
Cry me a bayou
Someone talk to you now
Energy won’t move me
(If I died)
Oceans, oceans won’t soothe me
(Before I wake)
Love it when I’m leaving
Love it when I’m leaving
Cry me a bayou
Bring all your wants
Angels with dirty faces
Disappear with out traces
Cry me a bayou
When I’m leaving
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CARRIAGE FOR TWO
Tricky:
Water now I’ve got me a daughter
Carriage for two
I call my baby boo
Hey “T” I’ve got me a little black girl
And this little black girl’s beautiful
Carriage for two
Carriage for two
I call my baby boo
Hey “T” I’ve got me a little black girl
And this little black girl’s beautiful
I try to do what’s dutiful
Water, water, now I’ve got me a daughter
Carriage for two
I call my
I call my baby boo
Hey “T” I’ve got me a little black girl
And this little black girl’s beautiful
I try to do, I try to do
I try to do what’s dutiful
I teach her to lead
But never must she let go
Your father’s rich
I teach her to lead
But never must she let go
Your father’s rich
Your father’s from the get–go
Martina:
Them that’s got shall get
Them that’s not shall lose
It’s all the Bible says
It’s easy when you lose
Mama may have and Papa may have
But God bless the child
That’s got his own
That’s got his own
Them that’s got shall get
Them that’s not shall lose
It’s all the Bible says
It’s easy when you lose
Mama may have and Papa may have
But God bless the child
That’s got his own
That’s got his own
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DEMISE
So you like to desmise with your pen
I was the same
I was the same back when
Then and now, I wanna change
But don’t know how
Do’s and don’ts — don’ts I don’t like
She’s not Tina and I’m not like Ike
But what was Ike like
Is Ike what you write
I don’t know, I don’t know
I don’t know, I don’t know
We’ll disarm ya, ask Julian Palmer
Only joking, too much smoking
But it’s ok, it’s ok
We’ve been through too much yesterday
Tell you what we’re gonna do
They’ll protect me from me, I’ll protect from you
By any means by any means
By any means by any means
Please won’t you try
Stop me talking like a tough guy
Subject matter’s love
Subject matter’s love
What would I need another enemy
I know I love you
I can feel you in my energy
I’m too scared to be a gun totting
Gangster wanna–be
I’ve got too much love, too much love
Met you on mondalay
Inside of me
Or next week
If I’m Tina I guess I’m weak
Big take
Making my head ache
Big take
Making my head ache
It’s not your fault
You don’t understand
Take our hand
We give
So don’t be negative
You don’t feel the
’Cause you feel yourself
Stuck up in your own head
Leave that ’till I’m dead
What do I think
I think instinct.
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TEAR OUT MY EYES
I feel you changing me, changing me
I can see a changing me
I can see a changing me
Changing me
I wanna take my clothes off
Tear my mouth and nose off
And take out my eyes
Take out my eyes
I take my clothes off
Tear my mouth and nose off
Tear out my eyes
Tear out my eyes
Wanna walk on warm leaves
Hot sand cold breeze
Hot sun
I want my mum
Look mum
I’m on top of the world
World wide plaza
I got asthma
I wanna demonstrate hate
I wanna rattle
I wanna blow my head off in seattle
No way
No way check it
No way
I can see a change in me
And I change me
I, I, I,
I deserve to die because of lies
It’s crazy lies
We have to die because of lies
Wanna take my clothes off
Tear my mouth and nose off
And take out my eyes
Take out my eyes
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RECORD COMPANIES
Tricky:
Why the fuck do they keep making those guns?
Chew compassion save some sons
Why’d you keep buying their guns
Foolish, life’s too short for stray bullets
Why’d you keep buying their guns
Foolish
Corporate companies love when them kill themselves
It boost up the record sales
Why’d you keep making your guns?
Alright
Chew compassion save some sons
Why’d you keep buying their guns?
Foolish
Life’s too short for stray bullets
Record companies love when them kill themselves
It boost up the record sales
Now which one of you’s gonna be the next niggy
You don’t have to worry ’bout them
2pak holding hands with biggy
Alright, alright
I watch where I venture, see
’Cause I don’t like this century
I watch where I venture, see
’Cause I don’t like this century
Alright
Now which one of you’s gonna be the next niggy
You don’t have to worry ’bout them
2pak holding hands with biggy
I don’t like this century
Back up chicks
All you got is hips
Alright
I see your hollow way
My baby mamma kick it like Billie Holiday
I watch where I venture see ’cause I don’t like this century
I watch where I venture see ’cause I don’t like this century
Back up chicks all you got is hips
Why the fuck do they keep making their guns?
Alright
Chew compassion save some sons
Why’d you keep buying their guns
Foolish
Life’s too short
Record companies love when them kill themselves
It boost up the record sales
Record companies love when them kill themselves
It boost up the record sales
Now which one of you’s gonna be the next niggy
You don’t have to worry ’bout them
2pak holding hands with biggy
Now which one of you’s gonna be the next niggy
Alright
Now how ’bout your wild west mantality
That’s alright just keep it away from me and my family
Now which one of you’s gonna be the next niggy
Which one of you’s gonna be the next niggy
Why the fuck do they keep making their guns ?
Chew compassion save some sons
Why the fuck you keep buying their guns
Foolish
Life’s too short for stray bullets
Record companies love when them kill themselves
It boost up the record sales
It boost up the record sales
Alright
It boost up the record sales
Be careful where you venture, see
I don’t like this century
I’m careful where I venture, see
I don’t like this century
Alright
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PEYOTE SINGS
Peyote sings
Excuse me, what you looking at?
Aren’t you that?
Yes I am, why?
I’ve seen you on television
Yeah I do that stuff, helps me sell my vision
So you’re a prostitute?
I guess so would you rather I shoot?
What you looking at?
Aren’t you that?
Yes I am, why?
I’ve seen you on television
Peyote sings
Are you rich are you wealth?
Why you do this?
I can’t do nothing else
To be truthful to you
I don’t like your voice
That’s ok, neither do I
The only difference between me and you
Is that I get by
Excuse me, what you looking at?
Peyote sings
Do you think you’re a good father to your daughter?
Yeah, and when I’m not
I burn in fire and drown in water
Excuse me, what you looking at?
What you looking at?
Peyote sings
When’s your new album?
I heard the last one’s falling
I don’t know, I don’t listen to the charts
I listen to the calling
Excuse me, what you looking at?
Excuse me, what you looking at?
What It feel like being famous?
Feels like a muppet in a puppet show
So why’d you do it?
It’s like I said this is all I know
’Scuse me, what you looking at?
Peyote sings
’Scuse me can I ask you a question?
Why’d you ask so many questions?
I don’t know I guess I need a life
Yeah Mister Chen says I need a wife
I need a crutch, no not to touch
To lean on
’Scuse me why’d you ask so many questions?
Can I ask you a question?
Why’d you ask so many questions?
I don’t know I guess I need a life
Yeah Mister Chen says I need a wife
I need a crutch, no not to touch
To lean on to be strong
’Scuse me, what you looking at?
Peyote sings
’Scuse me, what you looking at?
Peyote sings
Aren’t you that?
Yes I am, why?
I’ve seen you on television
Yeah I do that stuff, helps me sell my vision
Do you prostitute?
I guess so would you rather I shoot?
Can I ask you a question?
Why’d you ask so many questions?
I don’t know I guess I need a life
Yeah Mister Chen says I need a wife
A crutch, not to lean
A crutch, not touch, to lean on
What you looking at?
’Scuse me, what you looking at?
Peyote sings
What does fame feel like?
It feels like a muppet in a puppet show
So why’d you do it?
It’s like I said, this is all I know
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TAXI
(White boy)
I said I’m bored
We have to kill the noise
She said “why don’t you try boys?”
I said “No I’m–a get me a white girl”
’Cause it’s a big white world
Her skin is milky and waxy
Now I can get a taxi
I said I’m bored, “We have to kill the noise”
He said “why don’t you try girls?”
No I’m–a get me a white boy
So I can have some white joy
Skins milky and waxy
Now I can get a taxi
She said I’m bored
We have to kill the noise
She said “why don’t you try girls?”
She said “No I’m–a get me a white boy”
She said “No I’m–a me a white boy”
So I can have some white joy
Gimme a white boy
So I can have some white joy
Her skin is milky and waxy
Now I can get a taxi
Now we can get a taxi
Gimme a white girl
It’s a big white world
Gimme a white girl
It’s a big white world
Gimme a white girl
Her skin is milky and waxy
Now I can get a taxi
I can get a taxi
They said I’m bored, “come kill the noise”
She said “why don’t you try boys?”
No, gimme a white girl
Gimme, gimme a white girl
Milky and waxy
We have to kill the noise he said
I can get a taxi
“Why don’t you try girls?” I said no
Gimme a white girl
Gimme a white boy
’Cause it’s a big white world
We have to kill the noise he said
Gimme a white girl
“Why don’t you try girls?” I said no
’Cause it’s a big white world
Gimme a white boy
Gonna, gimme a white girl
So I can have some white joy
’Cause it’s a big white world
Milky and waxy
’Cause it’s a big white world
I can get a taxi
Her skin is milky and waxy
Milky and waxy
Now I can get a taxi
Her skin is milky and waxy
Now I can get a taxi
Gimme a white girl
We have to kill the noise he said
Gimme a white girl
We have to kill the noise he said
Milky and waxy
Now I can get a taxi
The only disease in our blood we need is love
The only disease in our blood we need is love
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TIME SLIPPIN’
Time slippin’
Remember,I can’t
Time slippin’
Remember,I can’t
Remember
Time
I’ll come see you again
She says,“Will you put down your pen?”
No way baby I’m a writer
An emotional exciter,for you
Licorice are you ticklish?
Time slippin’
Time slippin’
Time slippin’
I feel pressures
I feel in measures
Caught me
Caught me in the club
Hold on Tricky all you need is love
It’s not my say love
I won’t go out to fight
I feel pressures through measures
I can’t remember last night
Time slippin’
Time slippin’
Time slippin’
Time slippin’
I’m seein’ double
Drinkin’ double
I’m seein’ double
I’m in trouble
And she knows I like girls
When around the lights go
I wanna rock the mic though
I’m drinkin’ double
Seein’ trouble
And she knows I like girls
When around the lights go
I wanna rock the mic though
Time slippin’
Time slippin’
Time slippin’
Time slippin’
Time slippin’
Time slippin’
Time slippin’
Time,time
Time slippin’
Time
Time slippin’
Time
Time slippin’
Time slippin’
Time,time
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