Lyrics:
think you should?
You got a crew that like to start trouble
But in the end they get bust like a bubble
Now, you should get taught some manners
Come into
an eight by ten reminder.
You in your gown, me in my rented tux.
We had it all when all we had was each other,
But now it's gone, that ol' picture gathers
And so I wept and raged and cried
And came through on the other side
I thought what is this that dissolves to dust
What remains of the two of us
some Platnum Cookie, Loto, or that jet fuel
Live a life that's unbelieving
Road running state to state biting beans geekin
Crew was popping seals for no
marijuana
Marijuana? likkle weed yuh guh fi rob my yute suh wahpen
A ambush we run in bare man a shoot
Skellie get one johnny get two
Jah know star the man
it,I like it
If you bite then we know it, that's crime
Ignite it, live by it
Black boy pass me that shine
I'm the rule
I don't like no rules
Fuck
out today
Whippin’ around the corner in that Beamer
Shawty riding shotty two seater
Styrofoam love make me lean
I like my Sprite dirty never clean
Went
Nostalgia make you wanna make that old situation yo wife
I mean are the kids daddy in they life?
What am I saying this just one night
Chorus
We partying
waist line
Giggle gyal giggle gyal me seh me a grind
Me nuh look ya face no Mr badmind
Nuh linga forward bad man pull it up
Kotch pon di river creep by
A PARTY GOIN ON GIRL WE BOUT TO GO LIVE CREW OUTSIDE..THEY POSTED UP BY THE DJ FINNA RIP THE STAGE OKAY×2.. WE WILDIN OUT PUT YO HANDS UP HIP HOP HOORAY!!
big skeeter
Reporting live from the bleacher
Sporting KC
Know they hate me
Underdog babies
Not from the 80's
From the two three
Red nose, blue toes
When
on
Never fallin cause I’m allin I can sleep when I’m gone
Look
My window of opportunity—don’t let it shut
The differences that’s in you and me, I level up
on the lookout for a chance to ignite
The sparks of love under the moonlight
[Chorus]
We're chasing after girls, having the time of our lives
Living in
even if I get a bag homie
I ain’t stoppin ain’t no matter what I do
u wouldn’t live if u wusss really in ma shoes
by ma lonely I ain’t really have
this opinion tight,
My third eye in flight for third eye sight
I might live longer and I might breath deeper
So that I might be stronger
Best be
find my reason so I stayed out
Ten deep full seats with two up in the trunk
The world was in my hand but I done had enough
Between the streets, family
Ka...
OOOH!
Kakawww!
I just wanna go up in the sky
Like that fucking bird that's flying up
But ya boy is held back in the ground
By own mind
yo
I illustrate vividly all the torture that I bestow
I bust rhymes and flip modes in stereo
When the chopper blow you and your crew go areal
Niggaz
95'
And 2 double 0 7 I was writing rhymes
And then six years flew
And I've stayed relevant in
Those six years too
People keep saying 'yo, this years
hyping about tonight
True say there might be a little beef
Two crews on a lineup don't like each other
Somebody might lose their teeth
Yeah, I know it's
know what I'm saying)
Got to kill the noise
(Brothas don't understand, they need to)
Check the whistles in the wind (repeated)
in the dust
We Must, Get this money is how we feelin we Must
Verse 2
By any means necessary sell it to pregnant crack head Kerri
I mean it ain't your
time to backtrack
I had to drop so how the fuck I get clapped
Black was in the Jeep watchin all these scenes speed by
It was a brown Datsun, and yo
nothing about it but try to live it
Life throws you cards you gotta deal with it
When it delivers you pain you gotta heal in it
Lord, where do I start...
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