sit, and think of you And smile in memory So if you raise a glass To love you passed Raise a glass to me Cause I'm lonely as a sailor Ship Wrecked on
Turn the lights out in the light house, I saw you coming Felt the ship wreck, saw the wreckage, I heard you yelling Just then, that's when I saw your
ain't gotta go fo' bad, I jus' go for my opponent I ain't looking for no trouble I ain't ducking none, neither Say a nigga jumping ship, I say so fuck
There that go, feel my gat blow Rocket takes form, songs bring down the forum Sedate niggas and relate towards 'em Tech's text marvel, Infamous cuttin' sole parcel Ship
club, box cutter in it Long money and big checks Get popped in the chest, face, wig, neck Tre Pound, Sig, Tec Play the game, get a plane is ya ship wreck
said, "You fool, now that you know your end is near You always fall for what you desire or what you fear!" Resurrected Living in a lighthouse If you leave the ships are gonna wreck
you leave, them ships are gonna wreck resurrectin' livin' in a lighthouse the lions and the lambs aint sleepin' yet resurrectin' livin' in a lighthouse can you see the funny side? the ships are gonna wreck
ten (to eleven ta) Knew my style got more powers than Cocoon Zoom your focus, I drop the mic and leave it smokin When I'm vexed, my concepts wreck like
K-A, microphone wrecker E-D The O, the U, the B, the L to the E Rocking on, word is born, so abandon ship My name is Erick Sermon now want some and I
gatt up his anus Hear me growl, howl I got the night vision just like the wise old owl I'm comin' to fetch ya Yea home to wreck ya Bury them bones Under
flamboyant tip I'll just toss that ham in the fryin' pan Like spam, get done when I come and slam Damn, I feel like the Son of Sam Don't make me wreck
da flamboyant tip I'll just toss that ham in the fryin' pan like spam Get done when I come and slam Damn, I feel like the Son of Sam Don't make me wreck
just lost the beat Who counts the money, underneath the bar Who rides the wrecking ball in two rock guitars Don't tell us you need us, 'cos we're the ship
-six thousand tons more Than the Edmund Fitzgerald weighed empty That good ship and true was a bone to be chewed When the gales of November came early The ship
everything on TV just a figment of imagination I don't want no plastic nation Read that like a Hatian While you muthafckers waiting I be off the slave ship
Aw yeah, I get around Still clown with the Underground, when we come around Stronger than ever {Tupac} Back to get wreck All respect to those who break
illest niggas Tally up pen, yo, Live Crew meetin' Layin' in the lab with rolls o' fly Mo-et ho All niggas eatin' (Woah) Wreckin' ball gangsters, unleash
Spite the strokin' or hopin' or pullin' a peace pipe Huff and puff so what the fuck is happenin'? On the lyrical, miracle, spiritual, but everybody's rockin' Flip a new hit, catch wreck to the nine ship
