Lethal Weapon boy, ridin' the apocalypse If you're in my way, then lay beneath the ground soon Violence is my business fool, the microphone of doom Mission that's to cure
it Niggas we thuggin' immortalized Let's get high it's them niggas you most desire I could remember from way back in the day Coming up out of the ghetto
we thugin immortalized, let's get high It's them niggas you most desire I can remember from way back in the day Comin up out the ghetto was a hell of
cure for this pain Maybe I should have something to eat But food wont take this emptiness away I'm hungry for you my love Well, I made it through another day
So you motherfuckers thought I was gonna change my style? So what are you saying Todd? To all you bitches, hoes, and all that shit Here's another rap
what they tell you to They're the modern day catastrophists Modern day catastrophists Modern day catastrophists Modern day catastrophists Modern day catastrophists Modern day catastrophists Modern day catastrophists Modern day
make it no where, he ain't got no type of time He has no career move, I mean... [Verse 1:] I come home every single day from working double shifts And
becomes the day, always Until the trees and seas just up and fly away, always Until the day that 8x8x8 is 4, always Until the day that is the day that
rays Stay and paid for real, 'til I'm old and grey Pretty legs, of course, soft as clay Degrees, hot breeze in your hair all day, all day Engaged a lot
soul so sore Allured by the lust, something money can't cure The Devil want me as is, but God, He want more Eyes closed, eyes open, great another day
' on a coastline) Yeah, stone guaranteed to cure the summertime blues Put your feet in the sand and throw away your shoes You just step right up, we got another fine day
it stupid 'cause I know you up on it You probably just rolled you one, probably just smoked you one Callin' up the hooker play the ho for another one
him fifty grand? 'Cause he's tore down, months from nowhere, with the day-to-day out of his hands One key fit the door to their apartment, another
we go It's just another day, with trouble knocking at your door Baby, don't you know, we can work it out 'Cause we always seem to find a cure Seems
to cure my lonely insides How long can I wait another day? How long can I wait another night? How long can I wait another day? How long can I wait another
When Marilyn Monroe woke up in heave, she had everything she'd need for the perfect day, the perfect man takes her walking where no-one can stare. She
When Marilyn Monroe woke up in heaven She had everything she'd need for the perfect day The perfect man takes her walking Where no-one can stare She