Lyrics:
comin' through
I'm in effect, snappin' necks
I thought you knew
Very good, very good it's time for Ryan D
Once more to come and meet 2Pac halfway
It's
All my life I knew dat I would be right here (Aqui)
Envy Hatas didnt want dis day appear (They Cap'n)
20/20 nigga vision it been always clear (I see)
C'mon!
Ha hah
Well it's me, down with BDP
KRS-One rocks ANY party
Rocks the beats, and the breaks
Rock the socks off the frauds and the fakes
my life without you
All you ever seem to do is scream and make it all about you
And so I doubt you
I doubt you even know what's on my mind
I said I
problems, by becoming rich!)
I just want it all
I want the money, want the fame, and I want the drugs too
I just want it all
I want your soul, I want your
Ok alright
Hey this song right there
Was off the first album I ever made
It's called Reasonable Doubt
Also was fortunate enough to be
Blessed by
you ain`t
It`s like this on mine, potna
By all means, I got the ball
So it`s your life, not mine n****, so you make the call
Now, I can blow your
of my
Another one of my homies man, fuck this shit
Know I'm tal'n bout, I'ma blow to them boys it's still gon go down
Wreckshop, we putting it down
For
center stage
Next thing you know we got this call from the N.Y.
It's Jay-Z saying y'all niggaz getting fly
He doing "Volume 3" and got a track from
the N.Y.
It's Jay-Z saying y'all niggaz getting fly
He doing "Volume 3" and got a track from Timb
And wondered could some trill niggaz rock it with him
Shit
the doors (It had to be done)
Took the risk and it came with the gold
Now all my regrets washed away by the dough
Broke the commandments I knew it was wrong
Orleans
Street Dreams Tour, I showed my ass in New Orleans
Did it for Soulja Slim, brought out B.G.
It's all love Bun, I'm forgivin you Pimp C
You know how
all better
We been through hard weather
I dealt wit all pressures
Me n the judge be both know 4 letters
I’m screamin crip they gimme life
Tryna
knew the things I was desiring
Suppressing it, get it out the way, I put the sirens in, yeah
What a day at the park
What a day at the park (don't
Hey, is this thing on?
I saw him dancing there by the record machine
I knew he must have been about seventeen
The beat was going strong
Playing my
it gutta game spittin 4 da gutta man
Niggaz thought we changed but we came up n stayed da same
Since dey see me in da game dey think I’m slippin bang
once you heard my freestyle, you had me into it, that how I knew it's
Something I had to keep on pushin' hard for
'Cause every album I drop, you ready
i laugh thats so sad
Whatsup with you bro the album i dropped no
Well fuck you cuz i dont need to hear your buzz
Im spinnin N spittin' on the rap i
'm trippin from all that smokin weed and drinkin
But I knew she wouldn't do it on her own, so I provoked her
Punched her, kicked her, and chocked her
She still
answer my phone
I ain't trusting these n***** I'm all on my own
I knew you was fake you let it be shown
These bitches the same they really some clones
you niggas just watched me
Make it make sense
When I was down n out n you ain't say shit
Swear that's some shit I'll never forget
They left me all alone
to the rhythm come on
Crash into the color of your mind
I can feel it in my soul
Live on the record put the album on rewind
Rock n roll to the rhythm come
Photo album but the color faded from it
If I could back and tell you how it ends, I woulda done it
Don't look down
Don't look down
Friends
anymore
I swear when this album drop they gon' hate me some more
You gonna see red everywhere
Like a steak when it's raw
Fuck around and call me M.A
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