Spice 1 Lyrics
Spice 1 Lyrics
"187 He Wrote Lyrics"
Hey Now (Girls Just Wanna Have Fun) Lyrics
(chorus) hey now, hey now, whats the matter with ya girls just wanna have fun now come on.... hey now, hey now Whats the matter with ya Girls just wanna have fun now (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) i come home in the morning light my my mother says when you gonna live your life right Oh mommy dear you're not the fortunate ones and girls, they wanna have fun
[ VERSE 1 ]
I'm tryin to keep my aces and my deuces all together
I'm thinkin of self-murder I know I won't live forever
This chronic got me noid I need to get a job
but instead I wanna sell dope hang on a rope and steady mobb
I'm wakin up in the morning thinkin of death as I break out in a cold sweat
I'm havin dreams of a whole family put to rest
Visions of a dead man body bags
and all the youngsters gettin their cap peeled over coloured rags
I write about murder and death cause thats all in the hood
comin up strong while in crack yo G its all good
Describin a way of life that they don't understand G
So Imma keep breakin it down until dey understand me
You see its real G and jealousy it roam my block
Thats why I'm never leavin the house without my plastic glock<
And if its worth sumptin then blood gettin spilled for it
My mother thinks I'm goin crazy
And when I leave the house she just stares out the window
I think I'm being followed everytime I leave my home
Havin these fatal thoughts of gettin chrome to my dome
[ CHORUS ]
18--187 me say the murder the murder he wrote
18--187 me say the murder the murder he wrote--- blooooow
[ VERSE 2 ]
Did things up in the past that I regret at 22
And when I hit 23 I hope I'm livin well as you
Its good to be alive in 93 I guess that so
But if I gotta go I gotta go I gotta go
I guess I'm just a soldier with a song out of the streets black
Stressin of that chronic sack but I feel death is knockin at my bed
Sleep wal
Wakin up inside my hooptie holdin my glock full of fright
Violent in this art thats only because its comin from a G to the heart
Got friends that have died and I mourn for their families
Bringin flowers to dey graves everytime I get a chance G
Nuthin like a old school homie from the hood
Which are right or wrong doin dirt doin good
And now I know inside I'll never see my boy again
I fie myself always pour brew out fo my friends
CHORUS
[ VERSE 3 ]
I'm keepin all my pictures from my homies up in jail
If I told you what dey did it will problably turn your pale
I used to hang wit killers and I didn't even know
Wrestlin wit my homies as a youngster age 4
Now half of dem is dead and the rest is in the jailhouse
Tell me do my music and don't trip off what dey say
Thinkin to myself I might just be in there one day
Some stayed about the big house and still slangin yay
And now dey stayin under diction of feds everyday
Tryin to wash their money they wanna go on tour G
Gettin into the business learn about the industry
Try to help em out doin everythang I can
I still gotta worry bout the next jealous man
My homies gettin robbed so they rob somebody else
You can see it never stops let that story tell itself
I'm walkin wit my head down pervin in the rain
Thinkin deep askin myself am I insane
I think about that daily and I'm leavin on that note
and thats the definition of the 187 that he wrote
CHORUS
(chorus) hey now, hey now, whats the matter with ya girls just wanna have fun now come on.... hey now, hey now Whats the matter with ya Girls just wanna have fun now (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) i come home in the morning light my my mother says when you gonna live your life right Oh mommy dear you're not the fortunate ones and girls, they wanna have fun
[ VERSE 1 ]
I'm tryin to keep my aces and my deuces all together
I'm thinkin of self-murder I know I won't live forever
This chronic got me noid I need to get a job
but instead I wanna sell dope hang on a rope and steady mobb
I'm wakin up in the morning thinkin of death as I break out in a cold sweat
I'm havin dreams of a whole family put to rest
Visions of a dead man body bags
and all the youngsters gettin their cap peeled over coloured rags
I write about murder and death cause thats all in the hood
comin up strong while in crack yo G its all good
Describin a way of life that they don't understand G
So Imma keep breakin it down until dey understand me
You see its real G and jealousy it roam my block
Thats why I'm never leavin the house without my plastic glock<
A Salty Dog Lyrics
(Brooker / Reid) 'All hands on deck, we've run afloat!' I heard the captain cry 'Explore the ship, replace the cook: let no one leave alive!' Across the straits, around the Horn: how far can sailors fly? A twisted path, our tortured course, and no one left alive We sailed for parts unknown to man, where ships come home to die No lofty peak, nor fortress bold, could match ou
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Cause if they want it they'll take it and kill for it(Brooker / Reid) 'All hands on deck, we've run afloat!' I heard the captain cry 'Explore the ship, replace the cook: let no one leave alive!' Across the straits, around the Horn: how far can sailors fly? A twisted path, our tortured course, and no one left alive We sailed for parts unknown to man, where ships come home to die No lofty peak, nor fortress bold, could match ou
And if its worth sumptin then blood gettin spilled for it
My mother thinks I'm goin crazy
And when I leave the house she just stares out the window
I think I'm being followed everytime I leave my home
Havin these fatal thoughts of gettin chrome to my dome
[ CHORUS ]
18--187 me say the murder the murder he wrote
18--187 me say the murder the murder he wrote--- blooooow
[ VERSE 2 ]
Did things up in the past that I regret at 22
And when I hit 23 I hope I'm livin well as you
Its good to be alive in 93 I guess that so
But if I gotta go I gotta go I gotta go
I guess I'm just a soldier with a song out of the streets black
Stressin of that chronic sack but I feel death is knockin at my bed
Sleep wal
Weltschmerz Lyrics
You can't control year after year Embrace oblivion with fear and weep and bleed and fall down Paradise? Perfect creation of mankind Welcome to paradise! Welcome to addiction, depression, corrosion, affliction correction, repression, relapsing, collapsing Into the abyss of progression Together we create despair and guilt and anger Justify? We should justify ou
in with my pistol in the middle of the nightYou can't control year after year Embrace oblivion with fear and weep and bleed and fall down Paradise? Perfect creation of mankind Welcome to paradise! Welcome to addiction, depression, corrosion, affliction correction, repression, relapsing, collapsing Into the abyss of progression Together we create despair and guilt and anger Justify? We should justify ou
Wakin up inside my hooptie holdin my glock full of fright
Violent in this art thats only because its comin from a G to the heart
Got friends that have died and I mourn for their families
Bringin flowers to dey graves everytime I get a chance G
Nuthin like a old school homie from the hood
Which are right or wrong doin dirt doin good
And now I know inside I'll never see my boy again
I fie myself always pour brew out fo my friends
CHORUS
[ VERSE 3 ]
I'm keepin all my pictures from my homies up in jail
If I told you what dey did it will problably turn your pale
I used to hang wit killers and I didn't even know
Wrestlin wit my homies as a youngster age 4
Now half of dem is dead and the rest is in the jailhouse
Magic Lyrics
Summer turns me upside down Summer summer summer It's like a merry-go-round I see you under the midnight All shackles and bows High shoes with the cleats a-clickin' a tempermental glow How far will you take it Well no one knows Don't let me go I got a hold on you tonight CHORUS Oh oh it's magic When I'm with you Oh oh it's m
Writin to me monthly givin they homies sumtin to rap aboutSummer turns me upside down Summer summer summer It's like a merry-go-round I see you under the midnight All shackles and bows High shoes with the cleats a-clickin' a tempermental glow How far will you take it Well no one knows Don't let me go I got a hold on you tonight CHORUS Oh oh it's magic When I'm with you Oh oh it's m
Tell me do my music and don't trip off what dey say
Thinkin to myself I might just be in there one day
Some stayed about the big house and still slangin yay
And now dey stayin under diction of feds everyday
Tryin to wash their money they wanna go on tour G
Gettin into the business learn about the industry
Try to help em out doin everythang I can
I still gotta worry bout the next jealous man
My homies gettin robbed so they rob somebody else
You can see it never stops let that story tell itself
I'm walkin wit my head down pervin in the rain
Thinkin deep askin myself am I insane
I think about that daily and I'm leavin on that note
and thats the definition of the 187 that he wrote
CHORUS