Lyrics:
I believe, I believe, I believe that you
Are the reason that I'm still standing in this booth
Roof blown off, sky so blue
You give me the strength
The way you twerkin’ yo “hoo” got me mad hype
Include yo’ bagpipes and X out the fast life
A room covered up in bad dikes
Two is Black White, one is Black
petite
Must be lingerie cuz this ain’t for the beach
Playin RnB I hit it to the beat
This a marathon but I’m still in the lead
Winners win even when you
To be a hokage you have to be the greatest of all ninjas
You have to prove yourself so everyone believes in you
Look at me! I've been through a lot
So what the fuck you gone do now
My brother s out of it but I'm still in it
On top of that I'm in it to win it
I cant believe that dogg would dis
[parrish smith]
Ah yeah, vacation's over
Suckers still pickin on the four-leaf clover
As I say mic check, epmd's in effect
Snappin necks and cashin
the country grammar, like I love a yellow hammer
Slowed up when I mix red drink, in a strawberry Fanta
Have you heard about them boys?
They go by Slowed
you need some trim I got some bitches in the 'Nolia
Catch me out in M-I-A, what you need a whole pound?
Little Haiti, Long Beach, Rollin 20, Zoe Pound
Beep! Beep!
[Pharoahe Monch]
See the black boy over there runnin scared
His old man runs numbers summers
Come in and he'll feel dumb if his son
doesn't
but you believe me now
And now somehow we supposed to fix ya, 'pposed to fix ya
These hoes all tryna come back and make it work, make it work
These
spot
But they be jokin' a lot
All of that cap boy it's all in yo rap but in real life you know you not hot
They just be thinkin' they better but they
difference from truth and the the lies
Cuz We still subdivide
N They still ostracize
Strength in our numbers we still multiply
Don’t believe what you see
Yeah
Woo!
Woo!
You know it!
Imma
Fly boy
Yeah!
Mhm
Don't mess around with me
You best believe what you see
Dance around with the melody
When you
We send them big trucks way up in the air
And snatch up big booty Bettys by the pair
My boys and dem boys really don't compare
Country boy, city
Fuck you mean? I don't care if he a teen, he still get hit with fully
In the game, I done seen a vet' get took out by a rookie
You ain't got no aim,
Camera flick in'
Restitutions
Resolutions yeah
Got me something in the mix
I'm in the mix now
You can miss me with that
Bullshit
I'm blind blind blind
up and go, Jacques Cousteau
Back to Acworth Beach
By afternoon, the kids are running free
Blast the Beach Boys, babe, and dance with me
The hula hoop
changed me to: music
We gotta believe the future
We gotta believe the past
We gotta believe in more
That know that we have
We gotta believe each other
We
haters can't stop real TRU playas
even though you still hate you can't stop playas
(Beats by the Pound)
Wassup to all the players out there in New
Aw yeah, vacation's over, sucker's still pickin' on a 4 leaf clover
As I say mic check
EPMD's in effect
Snappin' necks and cashin' large checks, as I
That's not me in my dreams when
The sound of a snare and kick drum
Hibernate me
If you still believe in me i don't hear it
In the sound of your
curses, up out of stereo-phones
Deafened by the sound of loud dialtones
With a sampled mix of those that may still cry at home
Past me passed away, drowning
homie
Give me everything homie
Give me everything, again
Puffing on pungent cuz too many pundits
Telling me that I couldn't do it
I'm one in a hunnid,
life must look good on IG
'Cause I need everyone to believe
That I'm some famous kid from OT
I don't really care if that is not me, I
You need a lot
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