Lyrics:
the unifying
Hands of our children
Across this big blue marble
And NIRVANA's tarty
Musical career so please bless
Us again - we'll forever feed off of your
though fat lp's can make a nigga g's
Give me a crowd of wild niggaz who love real hip hop
And watched smoke get soaked up, like water in a mop
Drop
know times will get hard
I'll pick up your life just abide by the lord
Or ride by the lord
Abide by the lord
Abide by the lord
You bout to get it from
more procrastination give up to fate, and get that ass shakin'
I'm bustin' and makin' motherfuckers panic
Don't take your life for granted put that ass
more procrastination give up to fate, and get that ass shakin'
I'm bustin' and makin' motherfuckers panic
Don't take your life for granted put that ass
to cassette
I blow the shop up, you ain't seen nuttin yet
One man ran, tryin to get away from it
Put your bifocal on, watch me a-cometh
into your chamber like
Make it, make it, make it, boy, we gotta make it
You can save your hand, I ain't gotta shake it
Everything lined up for the taking
And what I need
betta get it from your mom
Or get up on ya grind
I don?t wanna hear the garbage about how you need your car fixed
Or money to get back and forth
you)
You look so deep
You know that it humbles me,
Your by my side and troubles them don't trouble me
Many have called but the chosen Is you
Whatever
Uh
I'm riding up uptown (Woo)
I'm a mothafuckin' monster (Woo)
One hand on the wheel, one hand on my dick
I'm a motherfucking monster (Woo)
You
get wrecked, no JK, I'm rolling necks
Dont make me pull the tool Im tricky with the pliers
Your sense of higher being comes directly from my supplier
shizzle my nizzle used to dribble down in VA
H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
That's the anthem get your damn hands up
H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
Not
were having a party
We lightin' up the sky with the burnin' star
Throw your hands in the air
If you know who you are
Cause we jumpin' around with
I'm lost
But I'm focus than a Maa
The world is yours
Scarface looking at the blimp of course
Nas first LP I rep New York
I gotta get this chedda
By all
After you, your man'll get scarred next
And if your squad flex
I'm lettin' off like Bernard Goetz
A TEC-9 is my utensil
Fillin' niggas with so much lead
me?
What if it was me
What if I never got the one chance to be
Everything and everywhere I go, I wouldn't see
If by your hand you took that from
(Italian Version)
Se mi dai il tuo amore
seguimi verso il sole
guardami non andare via
è un attimo che incontra la follia
Io vivrò nel tuo cuore
Wu original, true colors step from the melanin
The most high, most try, to get close by
And overthrow I, but choke, with they hopes up high
I
Wu original, true colors step from the melanin
The most high, most try, to get close by
And overthrow I, but choke, with they hopes up high
I
ghostly and Gastly like Emily
What's up Em? Remember when I used to uh, get drunk in your basement?
Ay what's up L.P. I see you... Glover what's up girl?
Evidence (What's Up?) What's that in your hand, is it a guidance missile?
(Yes it is) Call up ya man Rokka tell 'em it's time to blow da spot up
With
original
True colors step from the melanin
The most high, most try, to get close by
And overthrow I, but choke
With they hopes up high
I circulate
a tree
Up on a leash, who's fuckin' with me?
I know rap like the back of my hand
It's just another knuckle to me
God forgive me, I use the beat
Rick Ross
hands up in plastic bags
On stage like a savage goin' mad
What? Yeah yeah, so!
Yeah, by all means you know you gotta put Queens on it
Put cream
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