like mi crushing irish. Spice I neva love a pussy like dis You ah my mista You ah my miss Kill me wid di cocky Kill me wid di tightness And when you a
with you Don't get impatient when it takes too long Drink it all even when it tastes too strong Yeah, I gotta feel alive even if it kills me Promise
I'm gonna melt down Blame it on the black star Blame it on the falling sky Blame it on the satellite That beams me home This is killing me This is killing
I could just kill a man Here is somethin' you can't understand How I could just kill a man Here is somethin' you can't understand How I could just kill
I could just kill a man Here is something you can't understand, how I could just kill a man How I could just kill a man, how I could just kill a man
's worth Thousands will die now so millions can smile later This ain't the Rockford Files nigga, they stockpile data for satellites Where you discuss who's style is greater In this killing
direct mail houses, Were to record every single items we purchase, data about ya, Daily habits, and movements will flow into the b system, From spy satellites
, my road thin, gold skin like Juicis I speak the dialog of the dead, I practiced the same war tactics In King Arthur's head, so let the swordsmen kill
can do anything with no permission I have it all under my command I can guide a missile by satellite By satellite By satellite and I can hit a target
'em and I can do anything with no permission I have it all under my command I can guide a missile by satellite By satellite By satellite And I can hit
And I can do anything with no permission I have it all under my command Because I can guide a missile by satellite By satellite, by satellite And I
intelligence Kill switch, real pissed, thinkin' of some ill shit The stone the builder refused, he need to build with Got immunized for both flus, I'm still sick Via satellite
contamination of Mind State Sleep in a dream, hopin it's gone when I awake Mama think I'm a play on play serial killa Fruitloop biting my mind like Godzilla
't recall because Micheal Jackson Squeezed up on some little kids balls What you consider drama, it ain't all that It's just that your whack With intergalactic satellite
Hot night sky he watch sparks fly Highway birds, sunrise, paradise Cinderella's morning appetite Squintin' his eyes and the driver kills his lights Ignites his stash, he's a Plymouth Satellite
distance train rolling through the rain Tears on the letter I write There's a woman I long to touch and I missin' her so much But she's drifting like a satellite
Well if I was a satellite I'd watch you when you sleep And if I was an undertow I'd drag you to the deep And if I was a prison I would hide you in
Drug...Drug...Drug...Drug...Drug...Drug...D rug...Drug) Get out of my head Sentence for the nation A false sense of communication Satellite dish,