Muzik

You ready?

(Knoc-Turn'al) Yes, ha ha ha Yeah, yeah Let's go, I like singing

(Knoc-Turn'al) My music, my life, my heart, my soul My music, my everything, I give my all My wife, my daughter, my love, my dream My mother, my father, my brother, my team My camp, my squad, my house, my car My boat, my shoes, my pants, my shirt My coke, my sugar, my cream, my butter My toast, my all, my queen, my folks

(Samuel Christian) My baby! Walk like six strings Talk like she's my everything My baby! Loves me, hates me Leaves me, runs right back That sexy lady! All I know She shares all my confusion, so My baby! Will not run from an-y-thing I swear this though

(Knoc-Turn'al talking) Now I lay me down to sleep I pray the Lord, my soul to keep If Muzik should die before I wake I pray the Lord, my soul to take

(Knoc-Turn'al) She's thick, she's bad, so clean, she's fine She loves, she hates, she laughs, she cries She hurts, she lies, she's Bonnie, I'm Clyde She's ghetto, she's real, she sings, she rhymes She comes, she goes, she lives, she dies She sexy and bomb, she blows my mind She stays in line, she's smart, she's funny She's crafty and cunning, in the game she's running Her lips, her back, her waist, her thighs Her face, her skin, her hair, her eyes Her voice, her shape, her hips, her mind Her love, her smile, her touch, her time

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(Knoc-Turn'al) I'm tipsy, I'm through, I'm drunk, I'm blunted My way, my day, my life - I love it I move, I groove, I shake, I love it My friends, my kins, I like, I love it I show, I prove, I live, I learn I show, I teach, I run these streets My kin, my heart, my heat, my rhythm My rap, my beat, my life, my head and my feet My heart, my soul, my candy, my cake My platinum, my gold, my land, my gate My Benz, my lake My keys, my money, my love, my hate My clothes, my phone, my house, my home My money, my comb, my sugar, my spice My base, my chrome My rhythm, my music, my home My world, my girl, my life, my home, my...

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