Buddha Monk - As the World Turns lyrics

[Intro: Preacherman] Oooh, as the world As the world, keeps on turning [Chorus 4X: Preacherman] As the world turns, so does love [Juice] We first met at the boosters, it was you who introduced us Juice this is Susan, Susan this is Juice Playing tunes on the stoupe, at first sight we was cool Out proving, dusty like an SE coupe cruising Hit me on my deuce, we can meet up, smoke some weed up Stress the d up, push the d up, hit the back, hit the lab sh** relax, put you feet up, sip a Zima I ride the burgundy truck, she push the Kia like a X5 beemer Got a mean strut, breezed up ultra color Smelling like cocoa bu*ter, most will love her Yeah, my size two mahogany, eyes blue odyssey Five two possibly without the shoe, fatal Smoking like barbeque, no obstacle can stop me, how I got to We link like AOl, in sync like cable Eyes hazel got me hypnotized, realize it's the one Switch my drift, and my mind, it flips [Chorus] [Juice] I should of know better cousin, seen it coming Let me find out my best man and wife, I'm bugging I got my nine, but let me not jump to conclusions And clear my mind out, before I really start to just shooting Temperature's rising, escalator's style Is my chick coniving, just the way it sounds Got me heated like my engine running, and there's no telling When revenge is coming (let me catch my breath) How can I be so facticious, my voice melon old soul Victoria Secret, back in my dome, thinking 'oh no' One in the heat, kid four-four, got to keep it ease Until I know your whole reason, jesus The cards you dealt me, destiny testing me Possessing me, to put the neck to his neck and squeeze God help me, this is not healthy, belly empty Heart full of anger, wanted to strangle her But I can't, cuz I need answers [Chorus] [Juice] Now this is all mind boggling, brains foggy And I burnt out my holigens, in the range following Puffing, bumping Dave Hollister, something to come With this bottle of Southern Comfort, I'm hollerin' (but you don't Hear me though) Back to my story now, here we go, can we stop At the Marriot, turn down my stereo, valet took the keys To a jeep rental, wondering what could she be wearing underneath that trenchcoat Free cop the suite, I'm thinking 'yea' you ain't spare no expense, ho Out of mind, but gave her time to get upstairs, though Had some time, said a prayer, grab my nine, get his gear Get this clear, I'm not gangsta, this is fair But I gotta know, do I got a hoe And did my best man cross me, then he gotta know Stomach lick a full, til I'm pulling, put out to go Gun I fumble, stumble out the car, but I didn't lock the door But I dare po to ride me, yo, eyes low as I stroll Through the lobby, bro, elevator door open and I slide through slow Emotions about to defy my soul, and inside my skull I ain't been this heartbroken since I was nine years old And it's funny someone so hot can be behind this cold Suite 1-0-9, I gotta define my roll Let my mind explode, no mercy as my mind is zoned Blood thirsty in the worst way, kick in the door Let my hurt spray... [Chorus] [Hook 2X: Preacherman] Said I'm tired of the games Said I'm tired of the stress Said I'm tired of the pain Follow me...