Lyrics:
I am very influenced by celebrities
I want hair like Jim Morrison
And you can talk about suffering to me
I can only feel happiness
Teach me how
Slaw Raw back
I want to be like LeBron James Man I want them rings
All I want is the rings
Them rings of champions
High tech one of them top Notch
You never know
Cause life is going round and round like a merry go
You looking for that man in the mirror, well there he go
And the years go by fast but
Puff like Rick Williams call me Miami Dade runner
Days of plunder for a pirate, that's OK, gunner
Dashin' through the field by trees, call me the blade
sing, "Errrick Serrrmon"
That's me, got me in free
Looked around the club, man no half-steppin
Walked straight up, to the V.I.P. section
Sat by the wall,
feat. Jim Jones, Hell Rell, JR Writer
Cam'ron:
See the problem is I ain't goin' nowhere
You could shoot at me, you could stab at me
Take ya best
And the luckiest part is this includes me
He added one brother
To the three from his mother
And there is no other
Good ol' Diamond Jim
He added one brother
now is like watching a fish on dry land.
I only wish you could see me down in the islands, mister that's my home.
What a fool I was to leave the only
be havin' fun
That's when I got ya that's when you mine
To tell the truth, tell me what's my line?
My name is Prince and I am funky (you can't
This is my bread and butter
I'm off of that buddy buddy
I'm stickin to brother brother
I stick with who really with me
I'm talkin since gutta gutta
Wifey
a baker but still let me
Pat-a-cake Pat-a-cake
She's bringing a friend
I done thought she was the one for me
But the one for me is the zoot when I blem
Man
to kill it, I don't need ya love, thats what bein jaded does
(Verse 1)
My first set had me too lit
I was nervous, (damn) real shit
Is the intro too
man
You made me go through all this shit mother fucker
You better spit that shit
Diplomats Jim Jones Santana Freekey
Ayo brazzy what's really good
school,
It's Saturday morning fool.
But you know what ain't cool, what?, wakin up first,
'cause all that be on the tube is the Snorts and Smurfs,
You
can you do?
The playable unstopable ICP
Boy you can't fade me
Your game is too tuff is what you say
ICP stands for I Can Play
Any game set up by a barn
friend
That's a gun pointed at your head
Wanted man by Lucy Watson
Wanted man by Jesse Brown
Wanted man by Nellie Johnson
Wanted man in
thought that we would change the world one day
My brothers and me
Tim, he is the scholar
He’s a humble man of God
Out in Wisconsin, he served the people
a summer runaway
Do ya think
You have a place
For me to stay
Yeah
Hello
My name is Jim
The waters fine
So jump right in
I wish that she was here
I can't
I don't know just where I'm going
But I'm gonna try for the kingdom, if I can
'Cause it makes me feel like I'm a man
When I put a spike into my
the greatest but
Now that shit is the fuck clear
Bitch, if it's up then it's stuck there
You hear me clown? You try to stare me down
You can meet the man
don't think that you understand fully
They tell me "be safe" so I know they riding
Still they know by my lonely I'm goodie
On my way to where you should
Little Chunks
So much of me is little chunks of him,
My music my art the tales that I spin
Over nine thousand days getting on with the living,
to us now
We’ll spook the congregation and petrify the nation
And blame the folks from Mexico somehow
And let me introduce a man who all know well
Because your rhyme's mediocre but your tracks are wack
Not fiction but fact black, believe that
Then put away your demo cause the brother is back
And get
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