Translation: The Superjesus. Something About 5 A.m..
friends Sayin? yeah girls he's come a long way From draggin? his knuckles and carryin? a club And buildin? a fire in a cave But when you say a backrub means only a
: I'm gonna sit right down and write myself a letter And make believe it came from you I'm gonna write words, oh, so sweet They're gonna knock me off
: Shiny shoes, he runs to catch the train Rockets launched if he is late again Pushed and squeezed on the sardine machine To his Mr. Nine till Five
m still a guy When you see a priceless friend's painting I see a drunk naked girl You think that riding a wild bull sounds crazy And I'd like to give it a
I'm gonna sit right down and write myself a letter And make believe it came from you I'm gonna write words, oh, so sweet They're gonna knock me off my
CHORUS) I'm not deaf...I'm just ignoring you! I'm not deaf...I'm just ignoring you! I'm not deaf...I'm just ignoring you! I'm not deaf...I'm just
5.15 A.M. Snow laying all around A collier cycles home From his night shift underground Past the silent pub Primary school, workingmens club On the
O-D, take a little look through my P-O-V You see I be O.G., turn a devil into John D-O-E That mean D-O-A, it's gon' be OK [Chorus x2: Lord Jamar] I be
fuck, is that the best a nigga come with I love the night life, a gift to soak my right rhymes I got a pint of henny backwards and a light dime [LG]
Shiny shoes, he runs to catch the train Rockets launched if he is late again Pushed and squeezed on the sardine machine To his Mr. Nine till Five
5 am in town There's no else around That camera is watching you But that's another point of view Out their waiting Driving through the night Destination
willin to ride 'til he blind (Fuck a hook.. fuck a hook) Chk-chk-chk, Royce.. 5.. 9.. (he's baaaaack) Yeah, and it's on (Fuck a hook.. fuck a hook.. fuck a
same shit a different day (I know man), surrounded by these bullshit niggaz and bitches man Always trying to sell a nigga soul man, sell a nigga dream
(Instrumental)
, stay up till you When the memories occur Of a life you haven't lived Stay still, you will I've got a secret to hide And I've got a secret to hide
Your Phonebill's High? I Promise She's The Reason Why. Faithfulness, Not A Chance. Seven Women, One For Every Day. Oh, That's A Shame! Mrs. Unaware
a cage My rage got the best of me Time finds a way To leave more of me behind Im losing this fight upstairs It's taking a toll on my system [chorus]A