Lyrics:
apiary's
Tell the jeweler now i need that plain jane ap for me
God took my old one
He just wants me be smarter he was making sure that
Now i don't just
complex inferiority
CHORUS
Oh in the days of old
When things were in control
The greatest empire
That was made of gold
Inventors of science
Hearts of lion
love? Do the scars really heal up?
From all the pain that done built up, but they don't feel us (Jesus)
A week done flew by, the big bro ridin' then he
time, that's where I would be
He wants to write a song about old times and past close friendships
Well there are still things left to say
Now here I stand
quarantine
In the same league, but we don't ball the same
(Ah) She want all the fame, I hear that shit all the time
She said she love me, I said, "Baby
the list seems that long
Let’s take it back back back
Back to them days
When things were great
Let’s take it back back back
Back to those days back to those
Understand ..one thing.. please!!
Don’t fuck with me
Bitch tell me what you want
When you from the streets
You can never let ‘em walk
Don’t fuck with me
That Vladimir Dukelsky (15) said, "Gee!"
My fingering a certain string
Was such a big thing
That Fanny's cousin Annie's
Taking lessons from me
I'm quite
for the projects
And when that dude came in, i did my thing
DeSean Jackson came with his boy fake chain
I'm a beast boy i'm a G boy
Look man we going
All the money and fame, eight by tens
Of the whole Rat Pack inside of a big frame
Collidin' with big names that could've made your career stop
All
Brother, you my hustler, and K.C. my killer
Michael, Curl, y'all lay back and peep these n****s
Dubbed all and wide open (whatever) whatever, my n****
Big
"Well it's the Funk Docta Spock.."
"Meth-Tical.."
"Biggie.. Biggie.." (mmmhmmmmmm)
Uhh.. uhh.. uhh.. (yo c'mon Big) uhh..
Fuck that, I preach
the spliff, rock the music
Biggie swag, Pac influence
Murder raps, that was dope
Look at that, that's old news
Throw it back, middle school
Met some kids, found
know that we lit (lit)
We notorious (oh yeah)
Whole life I wanted to get big
Want to do it big
Man we got to get it big
Everything we do is big
'Till we
Thinkin', "I want me a bad bitch when I get big"
They hug on the corner like California king
Cold hand all up her skirt, cars whistlin' down the road
See,
Look what the fuck you done made me do
Now I got blood stains in
My truck cause of you
Guess I can't trade it in for
The truck that I want
Cause
my Dad
My 82-year-old Dad
You scared my Dad and that's why I'm mad
And you will pay
That's what I say
And you will pay
You will pay back my Dad
I'll
thanks to jah
cause the street gat bloody every day by day
remember what old folks always use to tell me
nwamu in life keep moving
no body gat your back
demos
to drinkin' Hennessey & Chivas Regal in the back of the limo
Gettin' my issue in life you can't hate that
and when I tell you about yo'
But I'm a fool untamed by the children in this game
Tre, go grab them things, we gon' get paid, man
Joe Casey know a nigga wan' buy some things
I
that make the whole world sing
I write the songs of love and special things
I write the songs that make the young girls cry
I write the songs, I write
a beat
Yeah, I'ma get some cho-cho, one thing 'bout me
Yeah, gas up all that old shit, miss me with that
I could put you frontline, just bring it back
a beat
Yeah, I'ma get some cho-cho, one thing 'bout me
Yeah, gas up all that old shit, miss me with that
I could put you frontline, just bring it back
slum computer wizard
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards
The wildlife that kills for ice trife, like by the digits
Gorillas injected with
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