easy does it

You control it Artful dodger Easy does it Shut the closet

But it won't be long 'Cause kids with guns. Kids with guns Easy does it, easy does it, they got something to say no to

Nice 'n' easy does it Nice 'n' easy does it Nice 'n' easy does it every time

Stay loose, boy. Breeze it, buzz it, Easy does it, Turn off the juice, boy.

The shepherd picked up a branchlet slowly, And thus compelled the little sheep, Easy does it, dee-ree dee-ree, all day long, And thus compelled the little sheep easily.**

Sink into me, don't go down with the ship All aboard this ego trip Easy does it But I just can't quit

Up the price, pay me Ayy, easy does it (Yeah) These bitches ain't bussin' shit, these bitches busted (Hey, yeah, busted)

So when the crowds disappear, And only the silence is here Watch yourself, easy does it, easy does it, easy while you wait.

It was beautiful but it was wrong I didn't want to fly too fast Easy does it, easy does it, I was little and it was early, so early You're asked to imagine tomorrow

And the sun sets so slowly, stuck in the sky Keep me here til we crystalize Easy does it, it's so simply not black and white So paint the picture as you would like

Hey what's that you say? You're not blaming me for anything well that's great But I don't break that easy. Does it fade away? So that's why I'm, I'm apologizing now

Come on, girl, it'll be alright, Easy does it nice and slow. Woah, you know, mama, that tonight's the night,

Ah, ah Never said I wasn't I'm an 80s baby, come on girl easy does it High profile ya milli on his budget

Take it slow It's a state of mind Easy does it Never ever let that conscience

It's a crime because nice and easy Nice and easy gets it Nice and easy does it every time

Ain't an emcee alive who fought with me Yahmean? Mad rugged Easy does it, I got 'em flockin' like buzzards

Only the lonely die slowly Left all alone try to control me Easy does it never ask how was it Never speak my info of my sheets in the street

Only the lonely die slowly Left all alone try to control me Easy does it never ask how was it Never speak my info of my sheets in the streets

The metal is skimming the concrete. The branches are bending in the wind. A house goes past, it’s just a color. On your road there’s a dying flower.1 1. It’s common in Italy, too, to place flowers at the side of the road (tied to the guardrail, for instance) to mark the place where someone got ...

oh, oh, oh But we always leave too early And this is not easy does it oh, oh, oh