Stranger flowers yet
There will never come a day that will ever regret
The hours days years and the minutes
The joy the pain the sunshine and rain in it
The drives on the coast to nowhere
Nothing to say just sit and stare
There’s nothing like the comfort of a silence that’s comfortable
Not talking small just skip the bull
Then I find myself in servility
Didn’t think that was my ability
I go a yard and a mile to make you smile
But then I’m happy see
I got so many ways to make your gaze elliptical
Got a ways to go future’s so
Criptical and I’m glad
Just another many things we’ve had

It’s 8:16 A.M. will you wake up to me
The first thing that you see
My eyes open I’m just hopin’ you feel the same as me
The day starts carefully
On the sidewalk with the dog
You’re right last night I was a hog
Come on I’m sorry
It’s 73 degrees
January easily glides

Stranger flowers still
If you’re gonna wanna go another day I will
Like this make it a deal
Sealed with a kiss
Sealed with a fell of impermanent bliss
Today my love we shall let the world slide
Turn off the ringer and just glide
For we shall never be youger again than
What do you see

It’s 8:16 A.M. will you wake up to me
The first thing that you see
My eyes open I’m just hopin’ you feel the same as me
The day starts carefully
On the sidewalk with the dog
You’re right last night I was a hog
Come on I’m sorry
Holiday on the radio
Billie knows that is the way to go

A place where we both can spend out saved time
Not collecting interest
Maybe the same reason we always find ourselved home bound
I’ve got to do some homework
The leave response we want to leave Wisconsin
For a new life a new trailer with an antenna and a porch
Of course we’ll bring the dog

Verse One: Eazy E

I don’t drink brass monkey like to be funky
Nickname Eazy E your 8 ball junkie
Bass drum kicking to show my shit
Rap a hole in my dick boy I don’t quit
Crowd rocking motherfucker from around the way
I got a six shooter yo I’m mean and brave
Rolling through the hood to find the boys
Kick dust and cuss crank up some noise
Police on my drawers I have to pause
40 ounce in my lap and it’s freezing my balls
Hook a right turn and let the boys go past
and I say to myself, “They can kiss my ass”
Hip to get drunk got the 8 in my lips
Put in the old tape Marvin Gaye’s greatest hits
Turn the shit up had the bass cold whomping
Cruising through the east side south of Compton
See a big ass and I say word
I took a look at the face, and the bitch was to the curb
Hoes on my tip for the title I’m holding
Eazy-E’s fucked up and got the 8 ball rolling

Verse Two: Eazy-E

Riding on Slauson down towards Crenshaw
Turned down the sound to ditch the law
Stopped at a light and had a fit
Cause a Mexican almost wrecked my shit
Flipped his ass off put it to the floor
Bottle was empty so I went to the store
Nigga on tip cause I was drunk
See a sissy ass punk had to go in my trunk
Reached inside cause it’s like that
Came back out with a silver gat
Fired at the punk and it was all because
I had to show the nigger what time it was
Pulled out the jammy and like a mirage
A sissy like that got out of Dodge
Sucka on me cause the title I’m holding
Eazy-E’s fucked up and got the 8 Ball rolling

Verse Three: Eazy-E

Olde English 800 cause that’s my brand
Take it in a bottle, 40, quart, or can
Drink it like a madman yes I do
Fuck the police and a 502
Stepped in the park I was drunk as hell
Three bitches already said, “Eric your breath smells!”
40 ounce in hand that’s what I got
“Yo man you see Eazy hurlin’ in the parking lot?”
Stepped on your foot cold dissed your hoe
Asked her to dance and she said, “Hell No!”
Called her a bitch cause that’s the rule
Boyz n tha Hood trying to keep me cool
Tell my homeboy you wanna kick my butt
I walked in your face and we get on up
I start dodging the dogs and watch you fall
Just dumb full of cumn got knocked out cold
“Make you look sick you snotty nosed prick!
Now your fly bitches all over his dick!”
Punk got dropped cause the title I’m holding
Eazy-E’s fucked up and got the 8 ball rolling

Verse Four: Eazy-E

Pass the brew mother fucker while I tear shit up
and you all listen up close to roll call
Eazy-E’s in the place I got money and juice
Rendezvous with me and we make the deuce
Dre makes the beats so goddamn funky
Do the Olde 8 fuck the brass monkey
Ice Cube writes the rhymes, that I say
Hail to the niggas from CIA
Crazy D is down and in effect
We make hard core jams so fuck respect
Make a toast all you punks to the title I’m holding
Eazy-E’s fucked up and got the 8 ball rolling

1 ? [J-Shin](Trina)
You’re the finest bitch I’ve ever seen
(That’s right)
Looking like a ghetto queen
So call it ghetto fabulous
She the type of bitch I wanna bust
Said baby can I drop this please
In the tail from the back while smokin’ trees
Hey sexy mama, playful eyes
Just tell me can you freak me right?

[Trina]
Yo, yo, uh Miss Trina Z3 Beamer
Open up my legs stick your head in between them
Till I bust like lead from a heater
Make sure you got bread for the diva
Leave a niggas pockets dry like the cleaners
Fly by with the shine bright gleamers
Flossin’ with the lime Via Spiegel’s
Make it hurt with the H-Class pieces
I take back shots, take back shots
Get a nigga for his cake and his rocks
Positions that you’ve never even heard before
Twist around and ride a dick vertical, uh
Fine, looky here where the long dick niggas at?
Where them six figure stacks and the fifties at?
You’re the average bitch, I got carats bitch
Hot with a ho cause I’m da baddest bitch

[J-Shin]
I got 69 ways to make you come my way
Those other bitches don’t play
I do it 69 ways
I wanna get down with her
(Down with her)
I wanna get down with her
(Down with her)

[Trina]
Ghetto superstar
Niggas eat the pussy like a sushi bar
Never let a nigga hit the koochie raw
Might bust a nut on my Gucci bra
I guess you think you fuckin’ with a hoochie huh?
Fat pussy lookin’ juicy huh?
And its two feet schooled ya huh?
You got twenty grand you can screw me huh?
Got a hundred grand we can make a movie huh?
I know you’ll stick with me, cause your baby daddy trick with me
Cop rocks at Tiffany’s
I make him fuck till his back stiff
Hid the stash in the mattress so I can shop at Sax Fifth
Fuck a nigga just for practice
Fake a nut like an actress give a fake address
Milk a nigga like a fat breast
Till there ain’t no cash left
Shit I’m a bad bitch

Repeat 1

Jos Naylor of Wasdale
Greatest fell runner of our time
Running the mountains
And working the farm
Cutting the bracken
Constructing walls
Studded farm boots
Attacking the fells
Then one day in ’78
The final twist in the tale of Jos The Great
Four slipped discs, a career’s culmination
Jos took a job at Windscale power station
Well, they say you can tell now
When Jos is out running
‘Cause he glows
‘Cause he glows in the dark

Sirens ring, the shots ring out
A stranger cries, screams out loud
I had my world strapped against my back
I held my hands, never knew how to act
Chorus:
And the same black line that was drawn on you
Was drawn on me
And now it’s drawn me in
6th Avenue heartache

Below me was a homeless man
I’m singin’ songs I knew complete
On the steps alone, his guitar in hand
It’s fifty years, stood where he stands

Now walkin’ home on those streets
The river winds move my feet
Subway steam, like silhouettes in dreams
They stood by me, just like moonbeams

Look out the window, down upon that street
And gone like a midnight was that man
But I see his six strings laid against that wall
And all his things, they all look so small
I got my fingers crossed on a shooting star
Just like me-just moved on

All 7 and we’ll watch them fall
They stand in the way of love
And we will smoke them all
With an intellect and a savoir-faire
No one in the whole universe
Will ever compare

I am yours now and u are mine
And together we’ll love through
All space and time, so don’t cry
One day all 7 will die

All 7 and we’ll watch them fall
They stand in the way of love
And we will smoke them all
With an intellect and a savoir-faire
No one in the whole universe
Will ever compare

I am yours now and u are mine
And together we’ll love through
All space and time, so don’t cry
One day all 7 will die

And I saw an angel come down unto me
In her hand she holds the very key
Words of compassion, words of peace
And in the distance an army’s marching feet (1 2 3 4 – 1 2 3 4)
But behold, we will watch them fall

And we lay down on the sand of the sea
And before us animosity will stand and decree
That we speak not of love only blasphemy
And in the distance, 6 others will curse me
But that’s alright (That’s alright)
4 I will watch them fall (1 2 3 4 5 6 7)

All 7 and we’ll watch them fall
They stand in the way of love
And we will smoke them all
With an intellect and a savoir-faire
No one in the whole universe
Will ever compare

I am yours now and u are mine
And together we’ll love through
All space and time, so don’t cry
One day all 7 will die

[(Just how old)]

And we will see a plague and a river of blood
And every evil soul will surely die in spite of
Their 7 tears, but do not fear
4 in the distance, 12 souls from now
U and me will still be here – we will still be here

There will be a new city with streets of gold
The young so educated they never grow old
And a, there will be no death 4 with every breath
The voice of many colors sings a song
That’s so bold
Sing it while we watch them fall

All 7 and we’ll watch them fall
They stand in the way of love
And we will smoke them all
With an intellect and a savoir-faire
No one in the whole universe
Will ever compare

I am yours now and u are mine
And together we’ll love through
All space and time, so don’t cry
One day all 7 will die

[(Just how old)]
[(Just how old)]
[(Just how old)]

When I was a boy I thought about the times I’d be a man
I’d sit inside a bottle and pretend that I was in a can
In my lonely room I’d sit my mind in an ice cream cone
You can throw me if you wanna ’cause I’m a bone and I go
Oop-ip-ip oop-ip-ip, yeah!

If I don’t start cryin’ it’s because that I have got no eyes
My father’s in the fireplace and my dog lies hypnotized
Through a crack of light I was unable to find my way
Trapped inside a night but I’m a day and I go
Oop-ip-ip oop-ip-ip, yeah!

One… Two… Three… Four!

(Lil Italy)
7 dayz a week ya heard me?

Take one day at a time
Don’t try to rush the way thangs moving
That’s when you out of line
With your mortal mind
Why do you proceed to play the game
When these hard workin folks just trying to maintain
I don’t think it’s funny na-na it ain’t funny
7 dayz a week trying to make me some money
On top of that I got two new mouths to feed
And I wish you’d grow fast to bring you up to my speed
Put yourself in my place
If you were in shoes what kind of choices would you make
Trying to explain to the cops and throw them in the lake
It was a mistake
But yes indeed
Tell my story to the judge and hope that he believe

Chorus 2x’s
7 dayz a week making money (making money)
7 dayz a week it ain’t funny
7 dayz a week making money (it ain’t easy)
Mo money mo money mo money mo money

I founf myself before the judge and he ain’t showing no love
He asked for my final remark I gave my lawyer a nudge
It’s respect that ? ?? ? even though I’m a thug
Quick to slap the cuffs on me and sweep me under a rug
It all happened so fast under a week
I think it was a setup what do you think
It all wreaks don’t even blink
Now what you say
Cuz you’ll be floating down a river headed up shit creek
without a paddle and I got bills to pay
And it’s a struggle trying to amke through the whole seventh day

chorus 2x’s

So passed by the dozen and cooked up cream for your cousin
Hell a quick 2 jump back in cuz you really though I wasn’t
Monday to monday all business no fun day
Trying to stop these vessels like driving down a one way
Make men get snipped over the right price
And it’s over 7 digits well whoever you like
We don’t play no dog never no mitts
So while you out there chasing cheddar tell me how does it get

chorus 2x’s

We just wrote this song on the bus the other day so just sit back and relax

I’m the 7 foot man,
I’ve commited no crime,
Bumping my head into doorways,
It happens all the time,
I’m 7 feet tall,
And I repeat,
They dont make a ski boot that can fit my feet,
I’m 7 feet tall,
And I dont play basketball,

I’m 7 feet tall,
But I’m still just a man,
So of course it hurts me a lot,
When I walk into the ceiling fan,
Small people say I wish I was him,
But its been nine years since I’ve had a trim,
The barber says,
I cant reach the top of his head,

7 foot man,
(ha ha)I cannot hide,
7 foot man,
I know cause I’ve tried,
7 foot man,
My last girlfriend died,
Because my penis,
Is 7 foot wide!!!!!!!!!

So the next time you see me,
Walking around,
And my head is right about to hit a tree branch,
Tell me to duck down,
And I’ll pay you back ,
Soon you will see,
By getting you frisbee down from that tree,
I do what i can,
I’m the 7 foot man,

7 foot man,
7 foot man

I wanna be, just where you wanna be
I wanna be, just where you wanna be

7 lonely nights
7 lonely days
I been thinking ’bout you girl
In just as many ways

Running out of money
Running out of time
Feeling kind of empty
Like a cheap valentine

Now I’m used to everything I want
But now I will give you everything you need

Baby I been thinking about you
7 lonely days are on my mind
Baby, I really miss you
I really miss your touch
I wanna be, just where you wanna be
I wanna be, just where you wanna be
Baby, I really miss you
I really miss your touch

Rum and cola nights
Melancholy days
Stare at my reflection and the error of my ways

Now all the kings horses
And all of his men
Can’t stop me wishing I was holding you again
Now I know you’re everything I want
And now I wanna give you everything you need


CHORUS

7 lonely days and lonely nights
I been missing you
I just want my baby by my side
Do you miss me too
It doesn’t take a weaker man
To need someone to hold his hand
And to miss your touch

I – want to be where you – want to be I do Want to be where you – want to be

CHORUS