This tune was released by The Ronettes in 1963. Performed by me on my Yamaha PSR-SX900 arranger keyboard. 

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Name That Tune #470 by The Ronettes

A minute ft Princ3

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silent hill

Beat & Sound engineering by Ca$hquiat
Performed and written by CLEOD

[Lyrics]

These women don’t satisfy they just meet you in the middle 
Down bad, hands up
I’m feelin like I’m Malcom in the middle 
I’m so high I can’t look down even a little 
On the roof without a fiddle 
the meaning of life without a riddle 
I can’t wait to get out of this shit hole 
I’m straight lookin through the pin hole 
I got two twin turbos
We in the hotel room getting sinful 
Three some over there 
 I can’t help but stay lookin out the window 
I can’t keep Keep drowning out these signals 
I can’t keep pounding down these fistfuls
Pills
wishfully betting on thrills 
Feels like forever more 
I forever will 
Kick the bucket, hangin my my shoe lace 
choke her till she blue face 
Chrisean rock 
Getting sloppy top, two face Hoe this that like to talk a lot 
We don’t park in a parking lot 
We be barkin in it in the cuts like a barbershop 

Yeah she talk a lot 
I don’t blame her when you off the green it’s so hard to stop 
Wrist is soggy it’s waterlogged 
She on me like a water bug 
She suck me off then go give your daughter hugs 
Showing her lots of love 

To my pocket book 
And the watch she took 
Dahmer stopping to look 
Bomber droppin these hooks 
Lyrical maniac i don’t need a hook

Flick of the wrist
That’s all that it took 
Using till I’m bruising yeah that’s it
It got me shook

These women don’t satisfy they just meet you in the middle 
Down bad, hands up 
I’m feelin like I’m Malcom in the middle 
I’m so high I can’t look down just a little 
On the roof without a fiddle 
What’s the meaning of life without a riddle 
I can’t wait to get out of this shit hole 

Rolled up a prequel, follow that up with the main clip i gotta make it equal 
Where’s my sequel 
Smokin it down till I’m feelin evil 
That’s the secret 

But let’s be real 
You never gonna get like bezos offa benzos 
Put that shit down 
Then they feel suspenseful 
Penning homies into the lyrics like they dead tho 
I got dead bros 
I just got love for the homies thatve been there for 
Years 
And more to come 
Wet that jawn up like I got a water gun 
Spooky flow imma make a monster jump 
I got a monster truck 
She a grave digger 
Keepin the heat I got that Dahmer Tucked 
Short in stature I behave bigger 
It’s a martyr huh 

I go harder yeah yuh 
I’m an artist gimme some
Philly packs of silly dro 
Willy nilly hoes 
Roll so much I smoke up the city 
Got bars all in my notes
Like evil keenevil the way Im flippin those 

All these women though 
Woah

IN THE MIDDLE (Prod. CA$HQUIAT)

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