hey az (lp version)
Singer:az
it's the world famous az show
party at the yellow house
how you feel around some made cats
conversatin' like some whore pimps caught in the mix
wasn't taught shit stressed out supportin' your bitch
easing my mind with white wine
sqeezing my nine the right time
feds almost bagged the guard twice
bizare nights move on the grace of a lost light
all them horney whites feeling like christ with the army
tight cons be writing all my life
it's based upon on how you burning incense
with intents to school the infants
the rules are different so for those that chose to listen
far from the stress of night pains
hey az won't you play that song
hey az won't you play that song
so many deaf and blind got caught up or left behind
i guess bacardi lime gave me my strength to go the extra nine
me and the crew win the gold b.m. o.d-ing
blowing through the sweet night breeze where ever life leads
anything's better besides a tight squeeze
even my pieces put your nice v's dress precisely
hoping soon will be the wifey
process words up in the pro's you sell
being trained young from hatred
trapped in the arms of satan
trying to map ways of escaping
only the chosen move sincere
pass on jewels and souvenirs
hey az won't you play that song
hey az won't you play that song
knock me off my dog gone shoes
it's all a brand new begining
low fade ways later spending this
state paid four different ways
my mind goes deep these cold streets rock a diamond chip
amoungst the madness and maintain
the message evolved or made plain
we'll strive for nice livin'
inside some pay the price or we'll spend nights in prison
hopin' my peoples speak the problem
we each disolving trying to make moves to keep from starving
hey az won't you play that song
hey az won't you play that song
hey az won't you play that song
hey az won't you play that song
hey az won't you play that song