Big Daddy Kane lyrics
Big Daddy Kane lyrics
"Mister Cee's Master Plan lyrics"
Take It Off lyrics
Take off your shoes Make you dance in your socks For blocks Nigga be dippin a million. What, hot! Better pause and take a look. There's a whole lot of whores. Run up in a storm. Bitch a try to take you for yours for sure. Word up yo! And just get what you can. Catch it, so just play it on a record And take it off until you ass nak
Take off your shoes Make you dance in your socks For blocks Nigga be dippin a million. What, hot! Better pause and take a look. There's a whole lot of whores. Run up in a storm. Bitch a try to take you for yours for sure. Word up yo! And just get what you can. Catch it, so just play it on a record And take it off until you ass nak
Yes, here we go, on with the show As the rhythm of this starts to flow No matter the tempo, fast or slow Get up and dance cause the Kane said so This is the dance floor groove of the album Presented to you all live from Calvin Whoops! I meant to say Mister Cee The disc jockey down with me, the Microphone lord, my wisdom is a sword Try to get with us, and get floored Some DJ's try to front, but yo don't let them fool you Cause wine is fine, but Calvin is cooler Jump up and down, and eh, and all around and Check out the way that my DJ is sounding On the turntables to keep t Psychedelic Funk lyricshe crowd stable Killing the cuts putting bodies on a record label And just for the symphony Here comes the M.I.S.T.E.R.C.E.E. Taking a stand like a band Mister Cee got a master plan Hit it!
This is Kona-Gold from the Hawaiian Islands of creation, Mass plantation With the kottonmouth kings burnin up the nation. Don't watch your back cause we're comin through front And when we're on stage yeah we're smokin like a blunt My minds always trippin so you know I can not front We're the Kottonmouth Kings, we're kickin psychedelic funk Puffin on a blun(x4) Invisible lyrics
I'm wiping the slate spotlessI vow this is your final chanceAlmost all but little faith has been thrown out the windowI promise to sustain my stanceYou've taken everything from the get goAnd you've given nothing in returnYour sado-masochism has reached the ninth inningStill you're puzzled to see I'm concernedStruggling, to come to terms withThis god-
Saviour weak, sanqulnary beneath the hellish mock.My heart gain strength by the memory of thy agony, distress.With heaven's plague thou are deceased, with blood of thorns thou are greased,Behold all spirits...Ah! How god slackened by the fires in my eyes, be defeated by my sind.As the deathreaper i will forever shed all sacred blod...for the sake of archfriend.<