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through But in life we all got our own path Don't understand that by now you won't begin to Cop another Rolex or Porsche try and get even with me Pulled up
to night, There's a hot little baby by my side. D! Is the dial your fingers dance. Give it to me! You! Under the spell of romance, Can you let me get I!
K dot, pick up the phone, nigga. Every time I call, its going to voice mail. Don't tell me they got you on some weirdo rap shit, nigga. No socks
[Chorus] Would you like to go with me, down my dead end street? Would you like to come with me, to village ghetto life? Let me tell you bout
me in the direction we chill I'm only movin by the grace of the Lord, it's God's hill Huh, go get that vittle money, for real They better not fuck with
fuckin' time to play witchu! Now gimme the message. Willie's in Warwick, doin' 1-3. Told me to tell why'all motherfuckers to keep cool. He be out one
fuckin' time to play with you! Now gimme the message. Willie's in Warwick, doin' 1-3. Told me to tell y'all motherfuckers to Keep cool. He be out one way
Caves for eyes, With a cliff for a jaw That would go up 'n down, And whenever it did, He'd puff out some dust, And hack up a boulder (HACK!) Hack
way, ig' the shit in the streets Just let me smoke this one cig in peace Give me 10 minutes By myself, you the boys at home That's all the time I really
I thought I’d just chill, take a breath Straight up Columbus hill, make a left And get fixed, plus the ghetto chicks got flicks Of me stacks
, and we'll be, alright in the long run Maybe mix son gin with my life 'cause we all gone crazy And maybe, we'd learn to maintain It'd help us stay sane, for
a fool Cause I'm takin off from the tip-top of the key with the rock passed by the Pharoahe M-O-N, see-H the chosen lyrical soldier who backs me up when
styles Takin' out wack MC's by the piles, for real Episode #2: God's Gift I have no strings to hold me down Beware of the Tupperware It's