Lyrics:
What up though
It's Murs, 9th Wonder
Murs 3:16, the 9th Edition
Shut your fat mouth, and listen
[Verse 1]
Anticipation got the deck stacked
the way that you demand it
I’ll work hard to prove myself to you
Staying single was my status
This is why I’m out of practice
So come on teach this man
a second chance to be the better man than once before so I'll take another chance and make even more
3rd Verse: Every minute I be trying to get it if you
smiles
And like a hundred thou
By then, that will be light shit
Got my son right by my side
Living a lavish life
That I grinded hard for
I ain't going out
a blatant beast
cnd it's also to set the mood of the song, never doing it wrong, let's keep it moving along
#3 is to put all of the competition under me
Warning You - Music by Daniel Morency - Lyrics by Richard Lamarre
Verse I :
The Dice are cast
I take a glimpse into the future,
But it's not me
eh, you saved me..
(Instrumental)
Like a sheep, without shepherd
I was walking down the danger zone
But Elohim met me
And showed me the way to go
Yes,
detrimental
I dont pop pills for my mental
Ima buy em all cause I dont know when I can get em
.45 like an instrumental and god damn
Sometimes wishin I can give
know my way around any borough and any town
I make a lot of ground and I'm hard to be found
I get down to the nitty gritty, wake up with something
What you call a female dog
You a bitch
Don’t let me get the team involved
Well equipped
Ain’t really hard to see through y’all
I’m the shit
Can
3, 1
3, 1
3, 2, 1, 1, 1, 1
3, 1
3, 1
3, 2, 1, 1, 1, 1
I don't need people, or situations
The way I feel is hard to relate
See I like answers,
I come up hard baby, but now I'm cool
I didn't make it sugar, playin' by the rules
I come up hard baby, but now I'm fine
I'm checkin' trouble
yeah i meant
This line when i said
Bitch i ain't got let
It slide way legit
I'm hearin voices while drinkin this poison
They givin exploited i got by
And I’m sorry I’m an artist as the daughter of a hard working businessman
And I’m sure it was hard raising someone who feels all the ways that I felt
But
Overcome by your
Moving temple
Overcome by this
Holiest of altars
So pure
So rare
To witness such an earthly goddess
That I've lost my self
On a week day
Where the heat
In Miami where the heat stay
Yea you been mine no three way
If they stare spinning it back on em like DJs
You were there
Verse 1:
I go hard
Bout my fucking respect
Keeping my foot on yo neck
And know that we keep them yoppsuies on deck for niggaz who plex
You
driftin corners like skrrt
And I don't deal with hating so you can just swerve
I got a resumé I gotta build up
Instrumentals I gotta kill bruh
Bunch
trimmer
Too and, by the way
Your diamond ring is cubic zirconium
I killed your goldfish accidentally
Just replaced it with another one
These are my
with a gun
you can't fuck with the tongue or the way the song is sung
by lateef and blackalicious we keep it fat, delicious
complete and grant your
were simple
The instrumentals were just kick snares an symbols
In case you didn’t get the memo
Those 3 albums that you call my classics those were just
My old man's backhand used to land,
Hard on the side of my head.
I just learned to stay out of his way.
There's been streetfights, blue lights,
My soul
My faith
I can't let it fade
(I can't let it fade)
I can't loose my way
(I can't loose my way)
Times get hard I know
But what's my soul
crazy to know that I
Rolled in a Ferrari today
First time ridin' in a Ferrari was today
But see me, I'm a do it up in here
This major way
But these niggas
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