- Song Name: A Day in the Life
- Artist Name: Prince Paul
- Album: Politics of the Business
- Songwriters: Andre Maurice Barnes, Cedric Bixler, Daniel M Nakamura, Omar Alfredo Rodriguez, Paul E Huston, Robert Diggs
- Release Date: 2003.05.06
- Label: Razor & Tie Music
LYRICS FOR "A Day in the Life"
Aiyo
This m*********** broke the glass in my whip
Try'nna dip on this twenty dollar bill
And police is asking me
Save y'all two hours of paperwork
Watchdog
We collect antique ammunitions and plus
We got them big guns
My Uncle Cuffie's the chief but my little knucklehead
Cousin Mar'
And we gave him a job
But he slipped on my piece
How many times have you let your tongue go slip
From the grin in your teeth and the cracks of your lips
I never heard such nerve before
But you better spill slowly through the cracks of my pores
Just to please you
And how many times have you let your tongue go slip
From the grin in your teeth and the cracks of your lips
A
Body the party
Or Biggie Smalls me
With these gemstars
A's loose
Carry microphones with the Passion of Je-sus
It's Flamboyant for life
Ain't millionaires by this year then catch us in 12 months
Now who's f*****' with Andre?
A beast on the east side
Still diggin' m***********
G
On the ave
Where niggaz sell more rock than heavy metal songs
Anything you want to know then read E2K
F*** with A and get broke up like B2K
How many times have you let your tongue go slip
From the grin in your teeth and the cracks of your lips
I never heard such nerve before
But you better spill slowly through the cracks of my pores
Just to please you
And how many times have you let your tongue go slip
From the grin in your teeth and the cracks of your lips
'Cuz I'm the piece
Sometimes inside my rhymes
Master Hung Gar
Thunder the Barbarian sword being swung
Wu-Tang
Up the temple steps
In this industrious world
Uncombustible
Knew many men
Women love the few
God-U's
And represent the worldwide W
How many times have you let your tongue go slip
From the grin in your teeth and the cracks of your lips
I never heard such nerve before
But you better spill slowly through the cracks of my pores
Just to please you
And how many times have you let your tongue go slip
From the grin in your teeth and the cracks of your lips
Oh
Your veins may call in sweat for blood
Your veins may call in sweat for blood
Feed you the flesh of men
© PRINSE PAWL MUSICK
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