Lyrics:
I want that head from overseas ya
I want that money drop them keys ya
Get me the Patek Wrist on freeze ya
Cooler than a sea breeze ya
Go and get me
'em
Bones get disconnected like the phones
Now, I'm a hardened criminal with game
Like the Garden, all my penpals life controlled by the warden
Tooth aches by the Golden Knights, chapter 1,.
Poke check, 2-on-1, now we’re havin fun,.
Makin history with every goal, it’s silly really,.
Will Wild Bill
age
Seen all my n***** front page
Taking this shit day by day
Reminiscing all my n***** looking at all they pictures (pictures)
Gone kill all they
Yo, this is Nas with my Man DJ Clue
The Professional part two
Puttin' it down for you fake ass DJ's and shit like that
Straight outta Q.B.
[Chorus: x2]
All my life, had to hustle just to make a way
All my life, riding dirty on the highway
All my life and it all changed in one day
All
the deceiving life of this world
And so will they be pursued by a curse on the day of resurrection
How miserable is a curse in this world
Followed by another
I can feel it in my veins imma make it to the top
You can’t tell me what 2 do if yo heart ain’t never stopped
Hittin up my dj man let that shit drop
Einstein in that I have a
Respect for life - in any form i believe in
Nature, in the birds, the sea, the sky
In everything
I can see or that there is real
literature
Taking kingdoms from tsars
Winning more wars than the Moors
[Forte]
Hey, what's the deal?
I seen the Devil spar with Allah
Mathematics was the key
column, didn't have to cook a rock
A damn goodie two-shoes, that what they call ya
Never judge a person or a book by it's covers
Just because my tone is
I know you've been actin' weak since you came in the do'
But homie you ain't got to be a hater no mo'
How can you live you life when you know you are
cool fo sho it pounds
But dj could you please slow it down
(chorus)play another song for me turn it up
because I love my baby my baby x2
What
cool fo sho it pounds
But dj could you please slow it down
(chorus)play another song for me turn it up
because I love my baby my baby x2
What
bitches too
And you can't trust 'em
So I ask my niggas...
Yo
Yo, cross-breed, 2-5, Arab seed
My life speed, that's why we all smoke weed
Thug mind be
ballettes that be comin to the party high style
y'all better watch y'all jewels tonight
If you smoke like I smoke in your high life everyday
I'm talkin
And though I know life holds no guarantees
It could be great if you make it with me
Everybody else is unconcerned
Value shaped by stinginess and hoarding
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Verse 2 [Key Jay]:
Baby I know I’m not perfect (yeah),
But I’m on my last life,
And I’m doing things I thought I’d never do,
tryin to keep it cool play it low-key
You heard Brucey got knocked and Clay, he shot Fozee
[SF] Yeah, I know G, damn that shit is fucked up right?
'em
Bones get disconnected like the phones
Now, I'm a hardened criminal with game
Like the Garden, all my penpals life controlled by the warden
believing (and)
And the solar system rotes so harmonious and even
It's perfectly balanced
Verse 2:
Some people say life is about taking chances choices
at the airport,
Above the visor was my key and a folded note,
You saved my life, and Beau I thank you, hope someday I'll get to know you,"
Signed Lucia, there were
Get this work first obience then The perks
I got da keys toda Kingdom An da church
So the last shall be first,
And the first last:
For many be
the fuck you don't know bout me.
Stayed low key
My bitch wear CC
She can put em on yo feet
Saylavee
Saylavee
Saylavee Baby
Saylavee
Saylavee
Saylavee Baby
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