Iconz lyrics
Iconz lyrics
"Get Fucked Up lyrics"
Incense Of Rest lyrics
River to Hades, I look for you. Mighty dark wings,guide my voice. Ancient Charon,hear my cry. Save me from the son of light.Dancing spirits respond my call. Godof darkness takes my souls. Sing thy song of victory. At last I rest, towards,Hades I float.Voyage of souls - Incense of rest.Voyage of souls - Mystic hymns cried.
Comittee 2000 babyRiver to Hades, I look for you. Mighty dark wings,guide my voice. Ancient Charon,hear my cry. Save me from the son of light.Dancing spirits respond my call. Godof darkness takes my souls. Sing thy song of victory. At last I rest, towards,Hades I float.Voyage of souls - Incense of rest.Voyage of souls - Mystic hymns cried.
Iconz, street money, yall ready?
C'mon...
[Chorus:]
If you smoke weed now
In this bitch hit you all wit a clown
Got a drink that you cant put down?
When a fight, will the shit go down?
Get fucked up, (get fucked up)
Get fucked up, (get fucked up)
Get fucked up, (get fucked up)
Get fucked up, (get fucked up)
Nigga who? Look at all the shit we do
Comittee bless nigga with tracks I'm finessing the raps
You got a hundred dolla better
Must confess in chaps
Some labels spend a fuckin mill
See these still on the rack
I got a, clique that nigga strapped ready for war
We prefer to ball then get bomb head from hoers
You know it's, all nigga when my click poll licka
Nigga shining too, make that ice look bigga
Out of Detroit ??? out here bangin my nuts
Perfect cut sumplying shise shit im just too much
Niggas hand will feel the rush when they turn me up
Bitches pussy will bust a nut when my clique come up
Iconz, playa we supposed 2 shine
Nigga f
Time After Time lyrics
Lying in my bed I hear the clock ticks and think of you Caught up in circles, confusion is nothing new Flash back warm night, almost left behind Suitcase of memories Time after sometime you pictured me I'm walking too far ahead You're callin' to me I can't hear what you've said You said: "Go slow, I fall behind" The second hand unwinds If you're lost you can look and you will find me Time after time If you fall I will catch you, i'll be waiting Time after time I turn, my picture fades And darkness has turn
uck X and Co we gon blow your mineLying in my bed I hear the clock ticks and think of you Caught up in circles, confusion is nothing new Flash back warm night, almost left behind Suitcase of memories Time after sometime you pictured me I'm walking too far ahead You're callin' to me I can't hear what you've said You said: "Go slow, I fall behind" The second hand unwinds If you're lost you can look and you will find me Time after time If you fall I will catch you, i'll be waiting Time after time I turn, my picture fades And darkness has turn
We got some shit for that ass if you step out of line
The way comittee take control, yall gon fall behind
[Chorus]
Yo get fucked up, stay fucked up
Roll to the club in a navigator truck
Fly out the bar like I dont give a what...
Who you know out there stay fandied up
Plus these classy chicks they sick of shit
You need more then Benz cool to taste this chick
Yall ballas in the club gon try to hit
But yall aint even hear what shit (bitch what you say?)
Yo know my girls is gon clown
Get towed down
Yall better know we aint fucking around
Iconz super star like what...
Everybody better get fucked up
[Chorus]
Get fucked up (get fucked up)
Get fucked up (get fucked up)
Get fucked up (get fucked up)
Get fucked up (get fucked up)
How the fuck you wanna be like us? You ain't fly
Like TLC, she got it from Left Eye
We from the streets, got boys you cant buy
You ever gon find, my niggas die high
Sip on this fifth
Jesus In A Camper Van lyrics
Ooh we've got a live one, featherweight icon Heroes let 'im down so he sleeps with the Light on And there's nothin' left to do but kneel down And pray Sail away with Caesar if you're a non believer Everybody get high if you're a Diamond geezer It's the devil that needs ya so go out and play Blame yourself it's easier There's no need to trouble her you trouble her Jesus in a camper van he said sorry to Leave you but I've done all I can I suppose even the son of God Gets it ha
ee here like Jimmy KeithOoh we've got a live one, featherweight icon Heroes let 'im down so he sleeps with the Light on And there's nothin' left to do but kneel down And pray Sail away with Caesar if you're a non believer Everybody get high if you're a Diamond geezer It's the devil that needs ya so go out and play Blame yourself it's easier There's no need to trouble her you trouble her Jesus in a camper van he said sorry to Leave you but I've done all I can I suppose even the son of God Gets it ha
Yall pussy ass niggas cant ride with us
Bust guns with us
Get money with us
Still going around saying you bad as us
Playa we been on tracks
We been had stacks
Y'all half faggots getting hit from the back
How we bring the heat
But yall think yall hot
While we live ontop
And your crew does not
Me while your bitch ready what we got
You heard she gave us head outside in the drop
Then went home and tongue kiss you
Your only reply was "baby i miss you"
See that's the difference between yalls and ours
Yall baby stretch ours from here to tomorrow (uh)
From here to tomorrow (yall feel free to love that there)
[Chorus]
Get fucked up (get fucked up)
Get fucked up (get fucked up)
Get fucked up (get fucked up)
Get fucked up (get fucked up)
Iconz, comittee baby, get funked up
Get tow up (get fucked up)
Let's go (get fucked up)
Fo sho (get fucked up)
Uhu (get fucked up)
C'mon (get fucked up)
Iconz (get fucked up)
Street mo
1963 lyrics
It was January, 1963 When Johnny came home with a gift for me He said I bought it for you because I love you And I bought it for you because it's your birthday, too He was so very nice, he was so very kind To think of me at this point in time I used to think of him, he used think of me He told me to close my eyes My gift would be a great surprise I saw tears were in his eyes He never meant to hurt me Oh, God, Johnny, don't point that gun at me There's so many ways our lives have changed B
ney what (get fucked up)It was January, 1963 When Johnny came home with a gift for me He said I bought it for you because I love you And I bought it for you because it's your birthday, too He was so very nice, he was so very kind To think of me at this point in time I used to think of him, he used think of me He told me to close my eyes My gift would be a great surprise I saw tears were in his eyes He never meant to hurt me Oh, God, Johnny, don't point that gun at me There's so many ways our lives have changed B
The comittee baby (get fucked up)
That's right c'mon
Get fucked up (get fucked up) That's right
Get fucked up (get fucked up) The comittee nigga
Get fucked up (get fucked up) Iconz nigga
Get fucked up (get fucked up) Street money nigga
Get fucked up (get fucked up) Where ya at huh?
Get fucked up (get fucked up) Where ya at huh?
Get fucked up (get fucked up) Where my dawgs huh?
Get fucked up (get fucked up) Where my bitches huh?
Yo, c'mon
Street money
Iconz
The comittee
Runnin shit (get fucked up)
2000 (get fucked up, get fucked up)
Uhh, uhh (get fucked up)
Where ya at? ( get fucked up)
Nigga's where ya at? (get fucked up)
Bitches where ya at? (get fucked up)
Somebody get fucked up what??
Iconz what? what?
Street money what? what?
Uhh, uhh
The comittee what?
Where ya at?
Get fucked up
Just get fucked up
Niggas get fucked up
How many bitches in the club tonight?
Gonna get fucked up in this club tonight?
How many bitches....