Lyrics:
to know ya, can you gimme ya name?
If you jot down ya number, you'll get mine in exchange, hey
See I'm the man of this town
And I hope you wouldn't mind
away from ham like Abraham, Lord I follow you
Even when you took my man Chaka God and what I'm a do
You gave the hood a modern day martyr in Brother
battle
Your soldiers and your machines
The sun been blacked out by shadows
The darkest hour now you've ever seen
And I'm easy and I'm serious
They
boy hold the metal
By the scars on his face, I could tell he know the ghetto (huh)
Where we both tryna get to, it ain't coincidental
His is
Brr
Brr
I'm tellin' you, Tay Keith
These folks do not be ready for this shit, bruh (brr)
It's another one, man (brr)
(Tay Keith, fuck these
This one goes to my man old dirty, one love we be swigging brew
Trigger too, even Nas I be digging too
Let's see whose left Mobb Deep, oh yeah Meth
the poncho, on my hood shit
Sellin' red in Chicago on my Bull shit
This ain't on half a movie scene, this a full clip
Nigga, real shit, yeah, come on
Just
i coast
Shifted streams
With what I wrote
Ima make it to the land
Can't relax got bigger plans
Bigger than yo man's man's
Role model
From Chicago
that don't mean it's over
Childhood was stained
By alcoholics that's why
I stay sober
Man life's a roller coaster
The more that I get older
I see why
the zone, I'm leavin 'em in a phase
By now, I'm kinda used to leavin 'em so amazed
With my man Com-bred and Skillz, they know the ways
Call up Virginia
to know ya, can you gimme ya name?
If you jot down ya number, you'll get mine in exchange, hey
See I'm the man of this town
And I hope you wouldn't mind
dick
This gangsta shit it's takin' the whole world by swarm
You should a seen how many bitches came to see a nigga perform
They swarm the stage,
Started hustling during Bush Senior, got rich by Obama
Ran up in them traps with them straps like they came for Osama
So when the pressure got applied we
Let me speak to J
Who this
This Larry Hoover
Hold on chief
Hello
Hey J what's happening man
How you doing
Umm I'm pretty good still fighting this
Everything I ever got man I got it off the mud
Man I started in Chicago where they ain't help me with nothin
Can you say That?
Naw, well this is pay back
I
grind
By only taking selfies
Smell me?
Early mornings
Early mornings
Man I love these early mornings
Early mornings
Man I love these early mornings,
treat you right girl? (Didn't I)
Didn't I give you everything? (Didn't I)
Didn't I do the best I could? (Didn't I)
I tried my best just to be a man
going up
In uh up in Harlem
Going on over in uh Chicago too man
Shit's crazy and you know when Hurricane
Katrina came through
In New Orleans they was glad
I mean by it
You should re-try it
I'm on my Dean, you be on a dean-diet
And I dont even like it
Everytime you rap it, I swear I close my eyes
I wish I
coffin, nigga
Coughin' on Gelato
House in Calabasas, look like niggas just hit the lotto
We out here on our bullshit like Chicago
Other people's money,
than Chicago
Middle of December because my life
Is like a slideshow as fast as it's coming
Is as fast as it's going
My friends and my woman like money
quicker
Goin' down by the second round
All hail the underground
How that sound? Xzibit backin'
Down from a conflict
Nothin' but nonsense and terrorists
Keep
Let it blow like a Chicago snow storm
Even if it's 20 below still bear arms
Jay rock, K Dot nigga piss yo pants
(where we from) California let
Me see
Afghanistan held for ransom
By the hand of this black man
Neo-colonial puppet
White power with a black face
He said fuck it i’ll do it
A master of disguise,
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