The Diplomats Lyrics
The Diplomats Lyrics
"The Best Out Lyrics"
House Lyrics
this day is not my life the passing time is not my life the thorn that's in my side is all these scenes that we regret the wasted words we can't forget through the windows of my room i hear the traffic breathing slowly someplace miles away make promises pay shame, will shake this house shame, will shake this house your dreams are not my life these broken words are not my life<
this day is not my life the passing time is not my life the thorn that's in my side is all these scenes that we regret the wasted words we can't forget through the windows of my room i hear the traffic breathing slowly someplace miles away make promises pay shame, will shake this house shame, will shake this house your dreams are not my life these broken words are not my life<
Intro
[Hell Rell]
Okay,okay,okay
Yes sir
Hell Fuckin Rell,
J.R. Writer, Forty
This is how we do it
I am one of a kind(yeah)
Its now or never nigga
Times up muthafucka
Lets do this
[Hell Rell]
Aiyo, I stop paying for coke, get bricks on the muscle
Gorillas on they bullshit, Welcome to the jungle
Fiends get served in the hallway, welcome to the hustle
Where bitches do anything for a hit of that glass dick,
When Im outta town, nothing less than a half brick,
One-Sixty on the dash nothing less than a fast whip,
I floss when its sunny, got money for a rainy day,
In the dope spot a few blocks from where the Yankees play,
Man Im heavy in that BX borough, We aint gotta front for nobody,
We just thorough, and Im sittin' on an arsenal, rockets and
Hold On Lyrics
Hold on, girl, ooh, girl, hold on. Girl, let’s rock around the clock, we can dance and never stop. Come on, girl, just hold on tight, I know you wanna rock tonight. Through the night into the day we could chase our blues away, So grab a hold, don’t lose control, I really know you got the soul. Hold on, girl, hold on, ooh, girl, hold on. Hold on, girl, hold on, ooh, girl, hold on. Girl, th
the missiles, Hold on, girl, ooh, girl, hold on. Girl, let’s rock around the clock, we can dance and never stop. Come on, girl, just hold on tight, I know you wanna rock tonight. Through the night into the day we could chase our blues away, So grab a hold, don’t lose control, I really know you got the soul. Hold on, girl, hold on, ooh, girl, hold on. Hold on, girl, hold on, ooh, girl, hold on. Girl, th
Took my advance and got my strip poppin with them nickels.
And when Im in ya neighborhood, you gotta go hide,
Deliver bullets to ya door like them Domino pies nigga,
say hello to my little friend like scarface,
I pull that fuckin rifle right out the guitar case
[Chorus: Bezel]
Dipset, the best out, Hell Rell, he fresh out
Jones the kuffe smacker, He bringing them techs out
Sporty-style, Forty Cal, He bringing corvettes out
Bezel the Beast but I still show you what fresh bout
You know who shavin the grams, 40k on the hand
Killa Nigga, what more can I say about Cam,
J.R. the Writer of writers and Santana,
Back like cooked crack
He even supplying suppliers
[J.R. Writer]
Dipset, lets do it man
The type that im tighter, tight cause im writer
Love She Gave Lyrics
As my world crumbles all around me I search for answers lying within What a fool I've been to not have seen What once was mine, the love she gave. And so I bare the pain of an unwanted life The birth of mind broken down in pieces This infliction of my misery My body lives but my heart and soul I've cheated. Never again will I know such love Such emotion only once could I find
As my world crumbles all around me I search for answers lying within What a fool I've been to not have seen What once was mine, the love she gave. And so I bare the pain of an unwanted life The birth of mind broken down in pieces This infliction of my misery My body lives but my heart and soul I've cheated. Never again will I know such love Such emotion only once could I find
write cause im nicer, site for the lifers
knifes in the cipher, writers a viper,
listen this is butter,
even ringling brothers see i got the eye of the tiger
before i met killa cam, i was dealing killa grams
i mean killer grams, throws a tan, fill a pan
recorded in the hole, where you couldn't chill or stand
no booth, microphone hangin off the ceiling fan
mass million fan sittin in the belly hilton
watch how i heavy kills him, bessey,chevy,desi fill em
but i still aint break a sweat, yes Im chillin,
Veet wong, seat wrong, tito gonna bet the building
I been grind to lean, sniff lines for fiends,
grams chopped, tan rock, I pitch lima beans
Piff grind was mean, had em dumb stuck,
so when i say uncut, i dont mean behind the scenes
[Chorus]
[40 Cal]
From a jack to a king from loneliness to a wedding ring I played an ace and I won a queen and walked away with your heart From a jack to a king with no regrets I stackled the cards last night The Lady Luck played her hand just right to make me king of your heart For just a little while I thought that I might lose again Then just in time I saw the twinkle in your eye From a jack to a king from loneline
Yo Im a NY G like Jeremy Shockey,
come through drop my coupe like i meant to be sloppy
I got DJ's kickin karate,
cause they throw my wax on and take your wax off like Mr. Myagi
Pimpin, Im cocky, I slap your broad on the cheek
and send her home barefooted, you massaging her feet
you probably go down on a freak, youre hardly a meat
but we aint mad cause your proving, you are what you eat
your squadron is weak, speak and get a broken something
need a plate in ya grill like a toaster oven
fuck it, they even got dojas frontin
shakin your cola, only time your coke was bubbling cousin
Cal get weight wit no problemo
ride around ya block, sell it out the car window
and ya moms been know, that I chop rocks
that make your father cop like Carl Winslow
[Chorus]