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home alive
She warned against his loss of sleep
And driving fast in that old heap
And that he had to be at work by five

B.J. the D.J. you're living much
no worse
Than the murders I reclaim
From a dark, forsaken time

Kissing heaven,spent
He wipes lips free of his hectic discharge
Wishing to repent
For
a strap on me, a mill' on the tab
Priceless with these numbers, flipping in the seat
Junior doing time, kicking up his feet
A mill' on the books, I'm
lyrics, like a acrobat
And avoid combat like a diplomat
But when it's time for back lash, jacked or killed
It's a thrill to drill a run of the mill Bill
to weave by steam
And if you'd find them you must rise at dawn
And trudge to the mill in the early morn

When I was a tailor I carried my bodkin
Yeah, this one's for the workers who toil night and day 
By hand and by brain to earn your pay 
Who for centuries long past for no more than your
Learn to walk a tightrope
Ever seen a rich nigga go broke?
They putting liens on a nigga things
Publicize your demise, and by all means
Your family
dropped "Me and My Bitch"

She get them birds past, I put her in first class
And tell her to carry on that Duni and Burke bag
She from Grape Street, she
time for a nigga like me, With a squad like this
Where the team so strong, And the flow so cold
Ain't nothin but some bad bitches in my clique
Wassup
We forget the unfortunate
Sure I ponied up a mill, but I didn't give my time

So in reality, I didn't give a dime or a damn
I just put my monies in
Notorious BIG dropped "Me & My Bitch"
She get them birds past, I put her in first class
And tell her to carry on that Dooney & Burke bag
She from Grape
dropped "Me and My Bitch"

She get them birds past, I put her in first class
And tell her to carry on that Duni and Burke bag
She from Grape Street, she
fortresses
We forget the unfortunate
Sure I ponied up a mill, but I didn't give my time
So in reality I didn't give a dime, or a damn
I just put my monies
Learn to walk a tightrope
Ever seen a rich nigga go broke?
They putting liens on a nigga things
Publicize your demise, and by all means
Your family
lames
It's my time, it's my watch, homie
Y'all don't believe me just watch, only
Time will tell but I'll rhyme until I skip time, I'm Michael J. Fox
than I, so approved by Carly Simon.
Most rappers is real hard, but still hardly rhymin'.
To all - rise and shine; give God the glory.
I already give
shoes
Your feet can't say a rhyme this time, you lose
But I respect you for what you accomplished, a great deal
Just admit you can't handle the steel
OUTRAGE!!

[Brother J]
Blood to the concrete, tears to soil
And here's another word to make the other man foil
War, raised on your planet
dropped "Me and My Bitch"

She get them birds past, I put her in first class
And tell her to carry on that Duni and Burke bag
She from Grape Street, she
Notorious BIG dropped "Me & My Bitch"
She get them birds past, I put her in first class
And tell her to carry on that Dooney & Burke bag
She from Grape
you know
Follow the pro-nigga flow
Off to the road you know we go
Follow the pro-nigga flow
For you and yours, legislation
Past-purpose agitation
By way
Between me, T-Mills, and G
I'm talking like seven days, seven-hundred J's
Overseas, it was me and Michael B
That was right around the time, my man Sisqo
Drake, J Coles, and Big Seans
Time for the world to pay homage
Bow to the rap Gods or them K's vomit
Fuck you know about Dipset you little dipshit
If you
If you don't know by now, we runnin' the game
Neck froze, got a mill' on the chain
Show respect to Cen' and Trade
Cut the check, believe we're
the odds, I'm taking 'em all
Some say I'm right, some say I'm wrong
Wanna escape the path that you're on?
Erasing the pain by waving a wand
Some roll a J