I'm bout to take back Way Keep on on You on a roll, on a on rolling on Why why why why Keep on on on on
Hey How is it man? Can you ask that again? What's on, what's going on And Jackie, hey Will you teach me how to glide the stage? You look a pimp, my man (like a pimp, like a pimp, my man) On my video tape Oh, in my I got Jemi and Kurt Cobain And Roger is banging the I got all of the singing backgrounds, baby And on the ones, yes he is In my garage, doing it for the soul On a well put beat melody the story is told
You just on rolling on You be gone, yeah, but not forgotten, no on singing on Cos I can it All in my on rapping on I you're gone yeah, but not forgotten no on living on Cos every night all in my studio Every time that I write a new On
Miss I ain't never a voice like yours so beautiful to me Kinda the birds in the trees Aaliyah I we coulda did a song But girl, when I get my wings I sing your precious love (your precious love) In a lil juke joint down in New Can you Miles blowing his horn? I wanna it Pac's got the mike he about to in (all eyes on me) As as he finish his blunt And Easy and Eye And Frank and at the bar me (believe me) We ya (we miss ya) We let you go too far
You just keep on on You be gone, yeah, but not forgotten, no on singing on Cos I can it All in my Keep on on I know you're yeah, but not forgotten no on living on Cos every night all alone in my time that I write a new song On
It's kinda like a If you A lil something just to get it off my been gone for a minute But I'm on the block Just in the nick of (just in the nick of time) A couple of bars just to warm up your Ghetto! Holla if you can me, now gonna be alright Everything's gonna alright
You just on rolling on You be gone, yeah, but not forgotten, no Keep on on Cos I can it All in my (all in my soul) on rapping on I know gone yeah, but not forgotten no on living on Cos every night all in my studio time that I write a new song
You be gone, yeah, but not forgotten, no Keep on on Cos I can it All in my (all in my soul, all in my soul) Keep on on I you're gone yeah, but not forgotten no on living on Cos night all alone in my studio Every time I write a new song On
Yeah, listen is for granddaddy And Aunt And Uncle Baby Ed and Mrs Randle And And all my see you when I get there Keep on on I'll see you I get there on See you I get there