Indecent Proposal
Magoo and Timbaland lyrics
Magoo and Timbaland lyrics
"Deep In Your Memory Lyrics"
Being Boiled Lyrics
Listen to the voice of Buddha Saying stop your sericulture Little people like your offspring Boiled alive for some gods stocking Buddha's watching, Buddha's waiting Just because the kid's an orphan Is no excuse for thoughtless slaying People don't forget this torture Just because you call her mother Doesn't mean that she's
Listen to the voice of Buddha Saying stop your sericulture Little people like your offspring Boiled alive for some gods stocking Buddha's watching, Buddha's waiting Just because the kid's an orphan Is no excuse for thoughtless slaying People don't forget this torture Just because you call her mother Doesn't mean that she's
Timbaland]
Whas happenin dude?
Whatchu thinkin about there?
What's goin on? Talk to me
I know you're thinkin
What? Must be a lot on your mind
Express yourself fool
Tell me what you thinkin about nigga
[Magoo]
Who why whatever any puzzle I put it together
With any stress I'm copin like a flesh wound I'm open
Still got balls after vasectomies
My anatomy is strictly scientifical your life is pitiful
I got no relationships, just hit and then dismiss
My sex is strictly fuck, no man, I do not kiss
Keep my shirt on, I'm quick to dress back up
I'm chargin girls for dick, my dick you stick up
Butt naked, like Adam and Eve on Christmas Eve
Who is God? White the Devil, do you believe?
Scratch your head and think about it for a minute
Is my life a dream and y'all playin parts in it?
You talkin like you drunken, but you flunkin
Classes you be takin, let me bring home the bacon
We been hoodwinked, bamboozled
Led astray, til all our business on rent in late
Somewhere in your mind
And real deep in your memory
You try to hide away
Your true feelings
(repeat 2X)
Am I underrated? Thinkin bout it get me frustrated
I'm elated, that keep it real is outdated
Graduated, from PG now I'm X-Rated
Glad I made it, left you behind, and you hate it
Lo
BLACK IS THE COLOUR Lyrics
Black is the colour of my true love's hair Her lips are like some roses fair She's the sweetest face and the gentlest hands I love the ground wheron she stands I love my love and well she knows I love the ground whereon she goes But some times I whish the day will come That she and I will be as one Black is the colour of my true lo
k into my eyes, do you see a nigga or a person Black is the colour of my true love's hair Her lips are like some roses fair She's the sweetest face and the gentlest hands I love the ground wheron she stands I love my love and well she knows I love the ground whereon she goes But some times I whish the day will come That she and I will be as one Black is the colour of my true lo
See I worsen, section eight got to be flirtin
Fuck workin, for eighty-five who you jivin?
Still survivin, lock your fuckin door when I'm arrivin
Surprisin realizin magnetisin
This rhyme bend how I'm risin, hypnotizin
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No lies in, if you do your life will need revivin
When I'm sleep I die, when I wake up I'm born
I leave the Earth each day to get my soul reborn
So to God I pray, I make it through this day
This must be Deja Vu, cause I relive this day
Somewhere in your mind
And real deep in your memory
You try to hide away
Your true feelings
(repeat 2X)
[Timbaland]
Bring it on it, freak it on it
[Magoo]
Child abused, as a child
Child Magoo, buck-wild
Wel-fare, met the cake
Too much sugar, in the Kool-Aid
Mis-fit, un-til
I fucked Jiil, on the hill
Look, out, heads, up
To the girls, let's buck
Like, night-shade, grows
Workin dope, mind, flows
But, please, I'm on hot
I cook, non-stop
Stick a pin, in some paper
Take notes, play ya later
Praise, God, he, made ya
No, man, but, praiser
Somewhere in your mind
When you think deep in your memory
You try to hide away
Your true feelings
(repeat 2X