the sound of the winds blowin, and you dont know you bout to get killed but i been knowing, the nights still young i mind as well come ?round midnight
shindig well I'm addicted Killing black kettle is what they saw I feel like something in the Congo Dead were the women not the warriors Last great road show
sweet little redhead's Got her hooks in my back She points her finger And she shows me what I lack Her pale skin, it burns so hot In the midnight air
Yeah, you look grosser Flipmode You didn't do it again Yes I did I'm a natural born killa that's born to rise Flipmode is the squad, so it's no surprise
This is Will 'O the Wisp And this is The Last Light Radio Your last beacon of truth and defiance I've always started my shows by saying that: All ships
till the sun goes down Cause I know That you And i Can be Together Cause I love you The blind referee says it The unlucky amputee says it The giant killer
to keep this shit When the feds prosecute you as a street guard What you gone do? You got tha heart? [Nature Boy] It's after midnight You coming
knows how to get down Makin' money, makin' movies, lying always on tour Took off her clothes on the ground Then one said, "Wake up Tim, it's midnight
Your man never show no patience, me give the gal dem understanding Wha gwaan with the midnight session, when the gal a come hard til the morning? Zulu
Spohn, R. Peinelt, A. Torkler) (from the album "InFormation", 1995) there's a girl laying down for money there's a boy stealing a car there's a psychopathic killer
The reed, they brought him sponge and vinegar The fiery serpents spitting gold and cinnamon The moon was bleeding and stars were shallow And the sword that killed
six-feet underground Chorus: One shot, one kill, your blood is mine to spill One shot, one kill, your soul is mine to reap One shot, one kill, your
I planned ?em Rhymes call information unite midnight Like a platoon putting bullet wounds in the mic If ya curse me, it ain?t no mercy Give him a autopsy, killed
minutes to midnight The hands that threaten doom 2 minutes to midnight To kill the unborn in the womb Midnight, all night Midnight is all night Midnight, all night Midnight
niggas crumble like granite From Tahiti to the Mid-Atlantic, probable 'cause to get hit shit Niggas best get physically and mentally fit Show ya hoe,
The world is full of suckers but don't worry I'm your buffer Buffer, like I shoulda been for BJ But he never listened to nothin' we say It was half past twelve midnight
and shine up the city Like elected Frank Nitty, jot a Big Poppa For reasons of, we run up in a big truck and pop ya Midnight opera over the wheels Slug
freak) [Chorus x3] You aina??t no killa Let us show you a killa We going to show you, we going to show you, we going to show you how ita??s done Hey