you have, you have what you need on your chair in front of the mirror it's all for your mind for your mind so just lay back and kiss the one that is
you have, you have what you need on your chair in front of the mirror it's all for your mind your mind so just lay back and kiss the one that is there
Tercüme: Tutuşturmak. Otomatik.
: you have, you have what you need on your chair in front of the mirror it's all for your mind your mind so just lay back and kiss the one that is there
back I'm hi-tech, baby Fresh out the box the latest model Generator running on full throttle Can I get a fuel up? Hit the bottle (Reboot) I got a lotta automatic
much Gimme, gimme, got shit 'coz I dare too much Gimme, gimme, got shit 'coz I dare too much Gimme, gimme Uh, uh, uh, uh I'm automatical, infatical,
STYLES PANIRO What sense does it make to talk and not listen shine eye glisten, BMZ 3 automatic ignition Ice on wrist and an Armani safari suit, when
Clock ticks Memory slips Call it bliss Curl your lips into a smile Ignition Let's take a ride to see the fireworks Exploding Don't turn the lights off
Fatherless dealing with rage fight to escape the shame Finger pointing ignites the blame, inner bitterness beginsto flame Not seeing beyond the hood life is automatically
up Throw yo hood up, throw yo hood up It's the S,N double O, P Nigga an' this is Silkk The Shocker Automatic with rockers, yo girl automatic gonna jock
throw ya off course Keep that money safe buried in your backyard And beware of the pale horse These tragic scenes unfold and cause panic Organized crime families control automatically
can see it, inside my rhymes See it's a demo (x4) My recital will form a musical brainstorm Powerful sound waves where ear drums are torn The performer recites, competitors ignite
[Verse 1: Nelly] Uh, uh, uh, uh I'm automatical, infatical, radical even I wanna clearr all the misconceptions and shit ya believe in I'm leavin' nothin
is 'Cause I'm a Young Gun like Emilio Estevez And dreaded, how you get shredded like paper Tryin' to intrude on the caper, who the hell can relate ta That, automatic
and you can't look above it, you hate it Peeped his method, you laid, you waited You never ever contemplated if I pull a automatic Will I leave the
finger put the pressure to the mechanism Which gives a response, for the automatic Clip to release projectiles in single file Forcing me to ignite then
writer, climb heights Rhymes ignite, MC's reputation, blown out of sight On the mic device, my crew get nice, we shoot dice Doin' callistetics, young diplomatics with automatics
