Lyrics:
Album of the year says who says me bitch
You couldn't get this fire if you rubbed three sticks
I'm the shit you just not here's a kleenex
you pussy
Oh, let's go
Ayo, this John Anthony baby
Celebrating 35 years of one of my favorite albums Radio by LL Cool J
So it's time to bring it back with this
great
Life is great
Forget that
All that stupid stuff
You really believe any of that fluff
Simple minded
Gullible by the way we find it
The way we
can't even dress
My flow so I'll
Freddy Krueger got sick
Jason voorvees
But I only use sticks
Just the emergency kit
And I'm just rollin on by
Told
I don't do lucky charm rabbit feet or rosaries
'I'm the new Death Row' by myself no reprieve
It's like I can't wait to die for these beliefs
Ooh
uh-uh-uh
So many stresses on my mind am I, blind to the fatal facts?
This mic I got in my hand will always give me crack
Witness my thoughts as I illustrate
I remember talkin' about you a lot in my previous albums
I was driving the other day by the coast
cnd then this music came on
Like a flasback that
multitasking
We drop concepts that captivate and grab ‘em
By the time you lay one verse
We recorded a whole album
Two or three projects, man
That’s a week’s
mastered
Armed with the arsenic pen for the
Men that wanna beg friend
Or pretend it is them that
Stand what I stand for
Step in the ring get banged by
look act and sound and same
They'd rather see me clash make me
Push back my album date
By any means necessary
Get me on a Malcolm wave
And now they got
since everyone knows everything
Where do you go when you're famous and you want some peace of mind?
I still manuever with a knife
I'm known for
Time to write this album chronic Future 2000
Time's no obstacle and we just arouse
All the minds that seem to be in tune
Ranting like a platoon under
the deuce to the ten
Vinnie a carnivore y'all is arugula fem
Mecca Medina followed by Jerusalem then
I'm a gorilla from the Biblical zoo with the pen
Kool
my album
And I ain't talkin about no acid, oxycotton or valiums
I'm talkin about myself all the shit I've seen and the green I smoke
I'll be goin
[Haystak]
My minds constantly in money gettin mode
I done seen bitches flip like them Sony explodes
I came by way of a long bumpy road
Doin eighty it's all
the imagination of a generation
New humans inherit the earth
They are the masters
Protected by Bobaflex
All throw your blasters
(hu- hail)
Now if you
like a bitch, get smacked by your pimp
Your steelo's undercover, corny on the real brother
Keep that mop down, just like your album sound
You flop,
Artist: Inspectah Deck
Album: The Movement
Title: It's Like That
feat. DJ Kay Slay
[Intro: DJ Kay Slay]
Yeah, this that brand new Rebel
Yo you couldn't see my with a telescope
Words to cancer smoke your antidote
Give me the remote turn them off
I'll let my album melt your ass
within my sentence
That cracks foreign defenses
Mention my name to no one
Let's keep it top secret
Classify my digital mind
So you can peep it
[Tak]
It's
featuring Big Punisher KRS One
[KRS One] Ha ha. Never fear. KRS!
Verse one: KRS One
I'd rather have a hundred thousand true heads by me
Than
even up to this day
Man I'm trying to drag me under
What the bumba you know that you can find me
I never change my number
I don't mind if these private
Yeah, early 2014 I was on the Knock Madness tour
I was mad about it, I half-assed my album cause I really didn't know what I was rapping for
I was
Could have Guitars that I have never played,
Every Elvis album ever made.
I got the cars, I should learn to drive
Could have a house that would blow
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