Treat me Hard + Slow Don't let me go oooo oooh ooooooh x2 Strip me of my clothes Kiss Hard + Slow. oooo oooh ooooooh x2
Traduzione: Blur. Hard + lento.
really a freak So when she's off to work, I'm makin' somethin' to eat I sneak and put rose petals all over the sheets Turn on some slow jams and we have
in your ass Kurupt where you at? Yea, the Dungeon style Yea, the dungeon Yo Lyrically, I'm bananas My tongue moves like Hindu belly-dancers performing tantra I blur your vision like slow
tell us how you do it on the power-U, it's simple shit'll get props Don't let me bring it God I swing it hard like little kid bops So front I keep the
got to act hard im under 21 with a black card yea i know that was kind of a low blow but the dough for the so so dont come slow (Chorus) JD: Oh i think
We built and killed style and skill while poetically recriminate you like a child I will get ill, and switch to earn Cause I prefer to slur but not blur Blurring
wanna fall in love I just wanna fall in love again Sh-t down, sl-sl-slow the sh-t down Slow the sh-t down. sl-sl-slow the sh-t down(x2) Know how to work
more pap(er)s, still it was funny 'Cause she paid no mind as jerks lurked constantly And my insecurity turned into maturity (I matured) As the years pass I find it hard
I smoke on to keep a high In the sky, as I emphasize the right to reply With these words you under heard I swerve through a blur Dodging these fuck niggaz
, All ya'll niggas suck my balls one time while I unwind, now I'm bustin' your ass counter clockwise, I get dumb, but dumber, Why your vision blurred?
to act hard! im under 21 with a black card... and yea i know that was kind of a low blow but the dough for the so so dont come slow [Chorus:
built and killed style and skill While poetically recriminate you like a child I will Get ill, and switch to earn 'cause I prefer to slur but not blur Blurring
B don't stop playing that sound We make our way to the bar in the club And my whole crew buying bare bottles of bub Oh shit, my vision seems blurred
be a star Take a look around without looking down All these things have blurred your vision Material things don't amount to nothing But I know how you feel It's hard
a star Take a look around Without looking down All these things Have blurred your vision Material Things don't amount to nothing But I know how you feel It's hard
when it's all a blur it's as clear as can be Killin' the pain just comes easy for me No it ain't that hard for somebody like me To wind up in all the
throw you hands in the air and yo, go Rakim will do the rest of this slow If I speed they know they'll blow the hell up If I slow up, catch up, hell
