Z-Ro lyrics
Z-Ro lyrics
"All Night Lyrics"
Rhythm And Blues Lyrics
Written by - Mike Pickering, Paul Heard, Heather Small Hard to imagine the blood that's runnin' through my veins nothin' but trouble, inside of me liberty in chains. Born to a Nation, the children and their innocence an idiot wind blows through this land Dear Lord give me strength. Breakin' out of the skin need some rhythm and blues. Coming deep from within it's those rhythm and blues. Down in the ghetto, mar
Written by - Mike Pickering, Paul Heard, Heather Small Hard to imagine the blood that's runnin' through my veins nothin' but trouble, inside of me liberty in chains. Born to a Nation, the children and their innocence an idiot wind blows through this land Dear Lord give me strength. Breakin' out of the skin need some rhythm and blues. Coming deep from within it's those rhythm and blues. Down in the ghetto, mar
f/ Reesa
[Chorus: Reesa & Z-Ro]
Up all night, up all day
Up all night up all day
See some of us trying to get paid
[Z-Ro]
I had to keep from going under, like Stevie I Wonder
Thinking hard, running out of places to lay my head got me drinking hard liquor
Still a go killer, should I rely on my skills
In the mist of poverty it must be the straight up get to an ending peal off
Recognizing the drama offense of living in my life
Got to go get it and come back with it until it's prison in my life
Born struggling, a nigga acheived his bubbling
The fact that I can't get no job can't do nothing but rub it in
20 years old, I was screaming I would reach 25
Now 24 and still no dough I started struggle and strive
I was a Br
Norrlaendska Praeriens Gudinna Lyrics
Vi hade l?mnat ?stersund P? v?g mot norr mot en lycklig stund Stog hon d?r Och hela bilen var k?r Vi b?rjade titta under lugg Av vad som sas H?rde ingen ett dugg F?r hon var d?r Och hela bilen var k?r Bland ?lgar och skog V?ra hj?rtan dom slog F?r den norrl?ndska pr?riens gudinna Hennes ?gon, vi log Och hon tog och hon tog Hon var den norrl?ndska pr?riens gudinna
idgemont hardhead, yellow and purple repper
And never let another nigga check us, nigga that was low yet
Use to live with Z-Ro all in your deck
But back in 1995 I would of been all in your chest
With a pistol grip punk giving up for you gone die tonight
Since I'm going through the bitch that more for the night, come off the ice
[Chorus - 4x]
Up all night day, up all day
See some of us trying to get paid
[Z-Ro]
Back in the doghouse, the love I give nigga my cellmate said
You reach your freedom when you die but if you rapping single bread
Already knowing I'm throwed when my pen is pimping
Having visions of me in a V-12 motor corners my benz bending
Straight down to the T I'd have a ?
I promise I'll do it right this time wait till the g get f
Vi hade l?mnat ?stersund P? v?g mot norr mot en lycklig stund Stog hon d?r Och hela bilen var k?r Vi b?rjade titta under lugg Av vad som sas H?rde ingen ett dugg F?r hon var d?r Och hela bilen var k?r Bland ?lgar och skog V?ra hj?rtan dom slog F?r den norrl?ndska pr?riens gudinna Hennes ?gon, vi log Och hon tog och hon tog Hon var den norrl?ndska pr?riens gudinna
idgemont hardhead, yellow and purple repper
And never let another nigga check us, nigga that was low yet
Use to live with Z-Ro all in your deck
But back in 1995 I would of been all in your chest
With a pistol grip punk giving up for you gone die tonight
Since I'm going through the bitch that more for the night, come off the ice
[Chorus - 4x]
Up all night day, up all day
See some of us trying to get paid
[Z-Ro]
Back in the doghouse, the love I give nigga my cellmate said
You reach your freedom when you die but if you rapping single bread
Already knowing I'm throwed when my pen is pimping
Having visions of me in a V-12 motor corners my benz bending
Straight down to the T I'd have a ?
I promise I'll do it right this time wait till the g get f
THOSE WERE THE DAYS Lyrics
by Ginger Baker and Mike Taylor When the city of Atlantis stood serene above the sea, Long time before our time when the world was free, Those were the days. Golden cymbals flying on ocarina sounds, Before wild Medusa's serpents gave birth to hell Disguised as heaven. Those were the days, yes they were, those were the days. Those were their ways, miracles everywhere are they now? They're gone.
ree
If I could make the jail house all of that Mo-Town live
When I ain't T.W. to the free the rap game is mine soon as I get signed off
Lock, a thug nigga fresh out the jail house
Still addicted to hustling attempted to pull my steel out
Show me the money, I'm gone show what you need
Half a ticket and a half-a-gallon and a quarter ounce of weed
I'm your mama I'm your daddy I'm that nigga in the alley
That when I go straight, but the prices be so cheap in the valley
I had to keep my mind right and keep my rhymes tight
Praying to god I wouldn't lose my freedom or my life before the limelight
[Chorus - 4x]
[Z-Ro]
Motherfucking all night, I put the heat to the dro, pass the lighter
Hitting stage till my vision gets brighter
Remember poverty,
by Ginger Baker and Mike Taylor When the city of Atlantis stood serene above the sea, Long time before our time when the world was free, Those were the days. Golden cymbals flying on ocarina sounds, Before wild Medusa's serpents gave birth to hell Disguised as heaven. Those were the days, yes they were, those were the days. Those were their ways, miracles everywhere are they now? They're gone.
ree
If I could make the jail house all of that Mo-Town live
When I ain't T.W. to the free the rap game is mine soon as I get signed off
Lock, a thug nigga fresh out the jail house
Still addicted to hustling attempted to pull my steel out
Show me the money, I'm gone show what you need
Half a ticket and a half-a-gallon and a quarter ounce of weed
I'm your mama I'm your daddy I'm that nigga in the alley
That when I go straight, but the prices be so cheap in the valley
I had to keep my mind right and keep my rhymes tight
Praying to god I wouldn't lose my freedom or my life before the limelight
[Chorus - 4x]
[Z-Ro]
Motherfucking all night, I put the heat to the dro, pass the lighter
Hitting stage till my vision gets brighter
Remember poverty,
Frost and Fire Lyrics
The tales that speak of frost and fire The Frost Monstreme and the Fire Divine The frost preserves and the fire destroys Like pouring rain on the sands of time I feel it burning and I feel the freeze The frost, the fire, it burns inside of me The tales that speak of frost and fire The guardian angels and the demons of night The power preserves and the Beast will destroy us Like gathering darkness in the circle of lightit ain't a part of the plan
Cause while I'm on the corner hustling with work in my hand
Like a super star selling rocks, because the stage becomes a block
But my plot is put my trust up in my glock
Z-Ro the ghetto rap versus the world but could I lose
But even though I'm still paying dues, I'm still the last man standing
With a mad cannon ready to bust
Look how I did after I left that nigga dead in the dust
Cause I'ma ride when it's time to ride strictly for cash
I'm doing bad so I'm leaning on a beam and a mask
A Mo-City nigga, we don't know how to show pity nigga
Sold up your block and take over your whole city nigga
Me and Skinny Garaw, we at your front door
Aggravated cause it's tough on the pole
[Chorus - 4x]
(Reesa vocalizing)
The tales that speak of frost and fire The Frost Monstreme and the Fire Divine The frost preserves and the fire destroys Like pouring rain on the sands of time I feel it burning and I feel the freeze The frost, the fire, it burns inside of me The tales that speak of frost and fire The guardian angels and the demons of night The power preserves and the Beast will destroy us Like gathering darkness in the circle of light
Cause while I'm on the corner hustling with work in my hand
Like a super star selling rocks, because the stage becomes a block
But my plot is put my trust up in my glock
Z-Ro the ghetto rap versus the world but could I lose
But even though I'm still paying dues, I'm still the last man standing
With a mad cannon ready to bust
Look how I did after I left that nigga dead in the dust
Cause I'ma ride when it's time to ride strictly for cash
I'm doing bad so I'm leaning on a beam and a mask
A Mo-City nigga, we don't know how to show pity nigga
Sold up your block and take over your whole city nigga
Me and Skinny Garaw, we at your front door
Aggravated cause it's tough on the pole
[Chorus - 4x]
(Reesa vocalizing)