Lyrics:
jolly is the only thing we can do properly
I gotta elevate my mind state, I need new property
A new dimension, Scotty beam me up the rhythm got me
One
ain't gotta do em like dis man
its 2007 man, its a whole new breed comin out
what y'all want me to do? NEW THINGS!
{hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey
and come BACK, won't nobody know it
Drive by, screamin' it's a new crew reppin'
Hangin out the window, like it's "227"
Get 'em up high!
Get 'em up
the city
Conversation was ahhhh, until she asked about Tiffany
Damn that makes sense, she asked do u remember me
Let me break this shit down, ain't know
I'm dope, I'm practical, crack to you
I need a lot of space, the galactic crew, the actors knew
You feel it it's Felix, see what the old cat could do
a glass to the new life
To praise the beach in the sunshine
In its own state
You in a new place
I can tell you’re new by the look of your face
Just try
only plays by the tens on the 1 and 2
Hook (x4)
We can do it too
Funkanella, funkanella
[Killer Mike]
A knot to remove your crew of those
I'll chase a dream
And I'll do it on my own
Gave this shit my all
And I came back wrong
Took a leap of faith and I came back home
Shit ain't nothing new
just come over me
I wonder do you notice it
Tell me do you notice it
This a new style
My lifestyle never cope with this
I know your moral different too
leathers, hunded pound snakes and cakes
fiends found in lakes, jeolously jakes we shake
what i strive for is what i live for
infatuated by material things
of this is new to me
What about you
I know we been doing things
We don't wanna do
But that shit ain't gone stop us from business that's coming thru
Making
do right, I miss them other nights
You know that I go crazy, I'ma pull the pipe
If a nigga touch you, then I'ma edit his life
Mane I miss my purple
honing your craft
at which you've got to do number two
Work hard
Practice longer than the others
Be more prolific than the others
Study deeper than
bought)
Damn real, V-Rock, their fiendin' is funky
Pin the tail on the donkey
(Bring that beat back)
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go
I do more
butt naked, shake that ass bitch
I'm bout as real as the stones in my diamond rings
You can hate my guts, but I'm gone do these things, bitch
Ah why
she's mine
2 Live Crew, put the pussy in my palm
She put on a nigga and make a grown man cry
Feeling bullshit, I dont pay you no mind
But whats your sign?
[intro: buddha monk]
Allah is god, we came here to travel
And speak the truth to those who do not know themselves.
We do the knowledge to everythin
a tissue to wipe your tears
And to gain some things
Some say the same
But damn, again some things don't change
What you want to do to me?
Your crew is
the dude that's ill
Lyrically I kill shoot raps yo my crew pack steal
Ask how I do that old school track with a new rap feel
God is great this that new
Tony dead and his brother too
Streets talkin' every week the coppers comin' through
And homicides scoopin' niggas out of Paulie crew
Damn, he in
Stay by my side and I'll show you the way
Promise me one thing that you'll never fade
Feeling so anxious what i gotta do
Fuck the temptations I gotta be
on seen
Now that I'm getting to the bread, they like "he too deep"
And I don't live my fucking life in no damn 2D
Yeah, Everybody lame, and now I see
Yeah,
in sync?
Out looking for the camera crews
Sell my soul for a second on the evening news
Am I in sync?
Live 'til the bubble pops
Hold my breath
Step to the Maadness, your ass gotta go
Ain't a damn thing changed but only the year
East Coast, West Coast get the [unknown]
You don't want
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