Lyrics:
Omelly outside and he let out with the Mac
Me I'm in the crowd
Just chillin fallin back
Peepin out the scene, I see a hater I react
Like you don't want no
Sun rays stay above me
Dump these things for long range, ain't playin' you dummies
So proper, black and so proper
That's what the bitch said when I told
see you winning!
That's the business!
What's the business?
What's the business?
What's the business?
That's the business!
Man, what it is? What it do
this ain't what you want
Black people started rock, don't mistake me for no punk
Pussy push me to the edge and I'm cool
I wouldn't say it, but today
of bills that I got, Lord, I'ma need some G's
But wait, if you did it before, you can do it again
If we want it before, we can win it again
The Lord is my
great
And we won't stop, until death is a bedmate
[buddha monk]
What? alright, check this fly shit, this do or die shit
Monk drive-by hit, yea, bang it
and until
Stop what you doing and work it fuck it nice
Just complete it with a licking to the man right there
Tell you motherfuckers what we came to do
no vest upon your chest
That is not war
I think we can do a lot more
Garvey told us we should separate
But assimilations what you fighting for
Why for
the wool
Second Verse
What's goin on black?
You want a hand to smack
Well I can never be all that
So I will give you daps
I do the 'Hey yo'
Your girl is
a ridah, you just riding with her
I ain't a black belt, but I pack kick, like kung fu
Under the Gucci' black belt
See I know what I'm bout
Motherfuck
the engineer, David Kim
I know we been drivin' you crazy, you like, "What? Again?
Another one, you just, when do y'all take a break?
Shoutout to Gabe, Big
Still want spinnas
I'ma feel like Crunchy Black when I get my first set of spinnas
Flossin' like I take good care of my dentals
You may say "Wave that is
Bonds are broken, there's no turning back
Memories abandoned, let them fade to black
Don't know what to do
Even though I'm against the world I still want
about to do something new
And we about to
Check it, say what, say what
CHORUS:
[Biggie]
Hey yo, what's the 411, hun
(What's the 411, hun)
I know you got
home
What go around come around
Everybody know its real when you speakin' tha carma
So do on to others like you want to be done like Mary J no more drama
must go back where I belong to
Far from here and
Leave this pigsty world that you call Earth.
Black tides on the oceans, all sealife is dead.
Decreasing
Niggas ain't even riding for they self
Nigga I'm finna slide in by myself
Ain't gon' tell you how I'm gon' do it 'cause I'ma do it by myself
When I'm in
getting exterminated before we can rise up
Wise up and shoot back want that
Don’t think so
Then do right and live by it don’t act
It’s simple
Cause you took
shows on the mic, gripping and spitting
And lifted the crowd from they soul when the Lord is my witness
Yeah,
Lord is my witness, everybody want to do you
la dada, la dadada
I sit by the phone and think of that girl, maybe she'll call
But who am I fooling? That girl wasn't interested at all
What does it
Lamborghini dreams
Gotta get rich for my Lamborghini dreams
What you want from me ain’t what I want from you
Tell me what you want what really want to do
I’m
You can never tell me what you want from me
I'm just gonna tell you what you need to know
All I want to do is show you the way
Tell me if you really
the red hair do
Always doing something new
Doing nothings never nothing if its what I do with you
SuperCool
SuperYou
Me and you a SuperCrew
SuperWoman
people do to live healthy
Very keen and kale
What black do to live healthy very keen and kale
What black people do to live healthy
Who gon' help the black
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