Lyrics:
Yeah, what you critics said would never happen
We dedicate this album to anybody people said couldn't make it
To the fans that held us down 'til
Yeah, what you critics said would never happen
We dedicate this album to anybody people said couldn't make it
To the fans that held us down 'til
Yeah, what you critics said would never happen
We dedicate this album to anybody people said couldn't make it
To the fans that held us down 'til
I dropped banger albums back to back
Whatever it takes to put the city on the map
The lost souls just keep fallin through the cracks
Ridin in our old
this
Ain't nowhere to run, ain't nowhere to hide
Ain't nowhere to go, Reaper's saved your soul
Surrounded by the colors, I see crimson, black,
Cry My Name by Bloodbath
Reekomposer vocals by Tony Reviere and Joe Benson
You will see
My burning inferno
And there is no way in your wildest dreams
four ways
Then chuck a tenner a day into Facebook's ad system to promote your latest single
Hoping it gets noticed by some important record label people
on your side
Not with duality but by seeing morality
You'll learn to forgive and overcome
Learning the truth
Talking no concern this time
Cause we got Cern
never seen
Stand in front of gate - open
I will take my life - for you
Attempted suicide - Satan
Murdered by my way - Father
Looking through your soul -
much higher up the pole
Who's only desire is to acquire our souls assume full control, get a good hold
But I ain't preaching put my on your playlist get
If someone
Is number one
And it ain't me?
I haven't met em yet
That ding on your record
Checking me's a hard credit check
I try to keep it simple
But
that ain't how you living
Surrounded by fake n*****, I swear everyone the realest
And women ain't the same, where the ladies f*** these b******
Back
Big man big track big time big vibes big work on a big bad album
These bombs be dropping be dropping on your head
Like a burton foot and a old school
cocky till gun a gun cocking
Thats enough watching from the sidelines, peeking my eye by
All I knew i had to jump in, I'll be a nice guy
Three albums in I
don't)
Your running and fronting (Oh, oh) and caught up in fads, you happen listen to trash (Oh, oh, oh)
Bring the bomb by the boatload, up and down like
album baby, I came back around
By myself this time, back off the wall
Guns up in the air in the middle of the streets like blak blak blak, welcome
album baby, I came back around
By myself this time, back off the wall
Guns up in the air in the middle of the streets like blak blak blak, welcome
lackey
Join the Iron Phalanx in entertaining these latecomers while I prepare a reception worthy of their audacity!
The SORCERER: By your command, o'
through
So what you gonna do when I spit my flow
And realize with your eyes that I'm just too dope
You'll go buy my album obviously
Now stay the fuck out I
whats deep,
Unnumb yourselves, it's time to get to action,
Feed your mind with what your soul and intuition dictate you,
But hey, for that, you need
Any repercussion, Junior M.A.F.I.A. spit clips (that's right)
All the time, Big Poppa kick the war rhymes
Raw flows, and that's how it goes
[Puff
Yo what's up guys welcome to the Nasy podcast
It is your host, King Squishy
And welcome to this lovely album we call "The Youngins"
So today I got
Artist: DJ Envy f/ Jay-Z
Album: Blok Party Vol. 1
Song: H.O.V.A.
Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash
[Jay-Z] + (DJ Envy)
Yo uh, dim
This album is dedicated
To all the people who are with me through the thick and thin
And will always be with me when I have nobody else
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