Bricks

Outsidaz lyrics

Outsidaz lyrics

"Keep On Lyrics"



[Pacewon]

What you want wit the underground kings from the Bricks

I've been at it since Clyde Frazier played for the Knicks

Packin' 3-5-7's wit the raw hide grips

Rollin' 4-5-6 on ya cross eyed tricks

War type shit, so get off my dick

I'm wet like Pirelli's on the vet

Here I go, pull up in the stretch

Ballin' like the Nets, like ten pass ya marks on my net

Woman love me, wantin' lust for me like people do money

They hungry, I might start livin' too lully

Got a A+ average and I'm bound to make honor roll

Jumpin' in and out of holes, lives like geronimo

Put it on wax, make it sound kinda comical

Bitches listen to it while they work they abdominals

G's listen to it while they out playin' dominoes

Outsidaz try'nna match the face on the article



[Chorus: Young Zee]
Where Zero Meets Fifteen Lyrics
My car broke down in Arizona, have to ride the bus again, at ten-o-clock on Tuesday night, with thirteen cents and a broken pen. I put my backpack on the bench, tell two people I dont smoke, see the cop across the street, he thinks that I am selling dope, I could have walked another block, to get away from the scene. Why does it always come to this, where zero meets fifteen? And so I gave my thirteen cents, to the man who peed his pants. He passes out and falls

To my people from the Bricks keep on

Everybody up in Jerz, keep on

And it wont be long til the Outz invade

So we came to sing this sing



[Hook: Pacewon]

We like (woop!), love our shit or leave it alone (4X)



[Young Zee]

You know my block get cash

Twenty in street wit pop plus hash

Mess around, see a cop get blast

Even the girls get stop by tax

Outsidaz, what, what, what, like today

We doin' it to girls look like Tyra Banks

Drop the CD, girls hawkin' a nigga

They still wanna creep, they know I'm talkin' to Digga

You think you raw, I'mma test your jaw

You don't have a clue like Ernesto Shaw

See me on ya block, better give me those props

Before I start another beef worse then Biggie and Pac

We got macks and 4-4's to bust
Fly Me to the Moon Lyrics
Fly Me to the Moon, And let me play among the stars. Let me see what spring is like, On Jupiter and Mars. In other words, hold my hand, In other words, darling kiss me. Fill my heart with song, And let me sing forever more, You are all I long for, All I worship and adore, In other words, please be true, In other words, I love you.
br /> And we don't buy clothes for girls, they buy clothes for us

Peace, to my homies doin' time in jail

And to ya niggas that be hatin', ya'll can rot in hell



[Chorus: Young Zee]

To my people from New York, keep on

Everybody in L.A., keep on

And it wont be long til the Outz invade

So we came to sing this sing



[Hook: Pacewon]

We like (woop!), love our shit or leave it alone (4X)



[Young Zee] (Pacewon) {both

You know the Outz spit game

Without rappin' bout my chain and my range

While everybody else talk, sound the same

(Yo me and Zee) {we just try'nna get brains and run trains

(Yo hot like gun flames, we copped enough grade

Take the story make the front page

All about a man wit a bulletproof coatin' chrome shotty

Ain't takin' shit
Journey To The Center Of The Mind Lyrics
Leave your cares behind come with us and find The pleasures of a journey to the center of the mind Come along if you care Come along if you dare Take a ride to the land inside of your mind Beyond the seas of thought beyond the realm of what Across the streams of hopes and dreams where things are really not Come along if you care... But please realise you'll probably be surprised For it's the land unknown to man Wh
rom nobody)

And punk ya'll can make me use the steel and blast ya Coupe D'eville

Hit the right side up, make ya loose a wheel

Outsidaz drunk, can't walk a straight line

Me and Pace blind off the 1-8-9

(Tell the cops that the gun ain't mine, some may find and go

All day shine, I'm no joke

Pacewon, the type of man, that you don't play close

Better throw up ya hands when my folks say so)



[Chorus: Young Zee]

To my people in V.A., keep on

Everybody up in Philly, keep

And it wont be long til the Outz invade

So we came to sing this sing



[Hook: Pacewon]

We like (woop!), love our shit or leave it alone (4X)



[Outro: Young Zee]

Jacksonville, keep on

Little Rock, keep on

Vancouver, keep on

Seattle, keep on


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