Lyrics:
the window, see the corner that I bent it
It's just so simple when we get so D.E.E.P
Learn a lesson, pick up the album when it hits the streets like
D.E.E
remembered as that lil nigga from Kenya
Who came to the states with one mission
To be the greatest
Whether of all time
Or of rap minds
I’ll the greatest
Yeah,
they wanted radio, bitch make up your mind
Fuck them niggas
Hope the hook wasn't too simple
Either way nigga, I wrote it
Yes, I made the beat, yes,
they wanted radio, bitch make up your mind
Fuck them niggas
Hope the hook wasn't too simple
Either way nigga, I wrote it
Yes, I made the beat, yes,
America Is Brutal And Meek Mill Is A Hero
Cover Story: Meek Mill is one of
Our generation's greatest street rappers
But can he thrive in
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
Yoda
A Florida, Pensacola
There's more to roll-a by Motorola
I'm in control-a, I hit the quota
I made this beat sound while
I was in Minnesots
Fuck,
baby
The way this goes down is simple, from this day forth
Anything to deal with rap, stay off
It's just the players, no pay offs, strictly skills
Never simple and plain like a bullet to the brain
I'm blowing minds, yeah I gotta kick shit with this rhyme
Second I spit it so divine thats word
So over you is the greatest enemy a
Man can have and that is
Fear i know some of you are
Afraid to listen to the truth
You have been raised on fear
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
the window, see the corner that I bent it
It's just so simple when we get so D.E.E.P.
Learn a lesson, pick up the album when it hits the streets like
album by Chrome, the new artist Chrome
C-H-R-O-M-E, go get it, it's jammin' like a fool (yeah, yeah)
"Straight To The Pros," Chrome, October, 2005 (new
Deal aus
Um "Danke" zu sagen für alles, was mich freut
Schenk ich diesen Track, so
Lang wie ein Album, nun euch
Ich schrieb hundert
Zweihundert,
baby
Check this shit out right here, uh
E Pluribus Unum is the album I'ma drop
It'll make you bitch niggas as hard as rocks
Giving head
erupt like the Boston Mara, um never mind
So by the time you hear this, I probably wrapped an album
Y'all better fuck with this shit, I'm bout'a take you
you for accepting all my movies and my music
Thank you for an open mind with everything I’m doing
Thank you for tuning with CAGE 86 every time
Thank you
an album now
I promise I'll be back with music that'll blow your mind I'm here
wanna hit 'em wit a '9 (Haaaaaah!)
These are some thoughts, re-occurring on my mind, now
[Hook: Fat Joe]
My mind, my mind, my mind is playin tricks on me
When I come back, that's it
You see a flash in the sky, it's that nigga, I
When I land, you wack niggas die
And your casket is your last hit
You wack
sagas, it's hood science
4 A.M. Infomercials tellin' you where to buy it
1-800-Nas&Hit, all six like a greatest hits
No, my brother, you got to cop your
Plenty feats to complete before I'm the greatest
I'd like to at least be in consideration
Use my intelligence as a weapon
Your ignorance is equally
Turn the fucking lights out
I’m sitting here by myself
With a pencil tryina get the lines out
Of an empty mind in a night cloud
Full of doubt
Still
Didn’t get the bigger picture
Hit you with the photo crop
So you know wassup
All my dawgs is in the field
And I
Metamorphosize
I had to use my mind
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