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Setlist: The Very Best of John P. Kee Live (John P. Kee) · The Essential John P. Kee (John P. Kee) · Life & Favor (John P. Kee) · Life & Favor (John P. Kee) · John Cougar, John Deere, John 3:16 (Keith Urban) · Favor (Lonny Bereal) · Artists Favor (Chet Baker) · Viento a Favor (Sentidos Opuestos) · Amiga Por Favor (Pedro Fern├índez) · My Time My Favor (Walt Whitman) – and 90 other albums »


crackin' all night
D-P-G
Bad Boy for life
It's crackin' all night
Cause everybody know that D-P-G-C, Bad Boy niggas run this

The party jumpin',
who are wise
In their own eyes, what a life
Behind the scene eyes nuh see
What governments hide
C.I.A should D.O.A., K.G.B. should R.I.P.
That's
stacks at her, throwin' racks at her
And don't worry 'bout it, girl, if I'm old enough
Just gon' do me a favor, girl, back it up

Back it up
Girl back it
sweaters
The ones who paid with they life
I rock for forty days and forty nights, and every verse is tight
Better than before; rough, rugged, and raw
the Sean John
Yeah right, this is what life after's like
B-I Frank white, you're Bad Boy For Life
No matter what the public say we gon prove
it aint
Life
By Marshal Mathers
What is life? 
Life is like a big obstacle 
In front of your optical to slow you down 

And every time you think you
cause you'll never write
But I'ma still send this letter off, P.O. Box
And when you get it

[Chorus]
Please take it personal
Please take it personal
the least, drag a bitch by her dog collar
Now ho folla', this is my ghetto story
Like Cham, Ice-P is the Don Dotta
Open the Frigidaire, 25 to life in here

So
Life
By Marshal Mathers
What is life?
Life is like a big obstacle
In front of your optical to slow you down

And every time you think you gotten past
the calls
and give the bitch back her drawers
So if ya drivin by and ya see her
do me favor, give the bitch the finger
FUCK HER !

[CHORUS]

You
a gritty fiend for, 
Money, power, respect, get it by any means uh,
New Yorker, slick talker, walk like a brick flipper,
Decimal doctor, multiply to get
a candle like Mariah, I'm so fire
When I step in the club, get low!, like Flo Rider
Cause I'm a Pimp
You can tell by the limp
When I step aside
lady, I fly out my ladies
Bitches can't front on the kid anymore, man they know what my name is
And if by chance she don't know who I am, she just know
that'll hurt ya
Serve and murda all busters now,
Hard times gotta grind get mine,
Even if it means pap that's ya life,
And a nigga gotta die by
by the 9
Fuck the dumb shit, I run this, a whole life of crime
Ain't never had shit, but always had my pistol, bitch
187, don't make me whistle, bitch
men (yeah)
You screamin, I position, competition
Another day in the life of the commission
[P. Diddy]
Oh it ain't over, aiyyo Banks talk to 'em
to be wild, but locked up, you can't get bent
Thought you could hack it, now you're requestin P
See you're fragile, it ain't hard to see
Niggas like that
the heat up by the big dog (but I don't wanna hold you back)
Nigga gotta get this dough (I just wanna live my life)
Nigga gotta get this dough (Live your
the Sean John
Yeah right, this is what life after's like
B-I Frank white, you're Bad Boy For Life
No matter what the public say we gon prove
it aint
Four bunnies with me, I'm predicting that it snow tonight
Youngsters they don't value life
Putting cash over Christ
Last lash I had I used the mask
know the trigger finger is used to squeeze the gat
Everybody know gas is high, pass the lah
Stash the crack when the cops come passing by
Everybody
two
Come on, yo Cease
Come on

Verse One: Lil' Cease
I'm the one they call Cease, did you get that?
Peep the John Hancock, P.S. - let me hit that
you say you better, you better be

Not one shit given, El-P's chillin'
Raised in a shack in the back of the village
Trained by the wolves in the woods
here working and I gotta pay up

Cindy, she not herself unless she smoking crack
7 times she got stabbed in the back
By a regular john she dealt with
overlapped and hooded.
Skin repeated like Stutterin' John.
I repeat like yesterday; it don't stop.
George of this poor life, pop, put to Scarlet;
In