Lyrics:
Yeah, you know I'm feeling myself
Look, straight bars, no messing around
But picture me in the booth 2-stepping around
Shit, it's nearly 10 years
I just bought this beat called 333
I once thought I'd be dead in these sheets
One day I just stopped thinking completely
About being caught by police
vocal cords, all I hit is C-notes
N.E.R.D. flow, I spaz if I'm pre-voked
I'm about to change the fucking game, pass the remote
Money is everything,
destiny
Longevity
Longevity
10 years ago a friend of mine
Asked me to say some MC rhymes
But back then I said: fuck rhymin', I was tryina get laid
points in the tape recorder,
Mystikal into MC Mad Slaughter,
Standin' and I dropped a couple of rhymes and they dropped the charges,
I ran 'em by deep
money, recording raps on my Macintosh, call it Apple sauce
Even with the cameras off, I be spazzin', dawg
Drum machine, analog, the North Face camouflage
the P double E-M-D in the place
(Yeah check this out P, I think this is the last record of the album...
Aww we made it!)
Yo yo what time is it?
Oh, let's go
Ayo, this John Anthony baby
Celebrating 35 years of one of my favorite albums Radio by LL Cool J
So it's time to bring it back with this
multitasking
We drop concepts that captivate and grab ‘em
By the time you lay one verse
We recorded a whole album
Two or three projects, man
That’s a week’s
to keep their fans loyal.
They re-work their sound for album number two,
As "Machines of Hate," but their career is through.
They break up and work
buy a beer, they give you the change out their cleavage
Ten years ago I said rap sucked penises
Compared to now, them cats was some lyrical geniuses
pass issued by state or military prop
The year of our lord two thousand
Hysteria of music
The war will become a single machine
Then is a story
Down on New York's Wall Street
They still sell the American dream
Where morals flow like oxygen
From an iron lung machine
Business men hold
en prison
Dedans ça fait d'l'argent sale pour
Sortir et le mettre ailleurs
Ramène la fu-fu du parlu
Bien calé dans ton tailleur
J'ai fait cet album
No luck with the playful verbiage
Used all but ten percent of possible meanings
You really ought to know by now
That you get what you give
And if
of my '86 Pontiac
Afrodisiac, spanish fly in your drink
By 10 o'clock at night I'll be fuckin you on the sink
I can tell you're cummin by the way you
and told me, "how long? How long?"
Silenced the voice of my heart now for years
I was perplexed by a fleeting blank stare
Biding my time until courage
parlay and desi
E C the mob
Gotti and pesci
You fuckin’ wit’ 12
Like laura and eddie
Damn
Better make way
Album dropping
Niggas screaming may day
From
Hot 98.7 Kiss FM, it's the world famous dial to pay countdown
I'm Wendy Williams
So we have $98 in Kiss Cash and the new CD by Jodeci
Let's go
Hot 98.7 Kiss FM, it's the world famous dial to pay countdown
I'm Wendy Williams
So we have $98 in Kiss Cash and the new CD by Jodeci
Let's go
ones
By the time I was 19, 20
Had a few albums
And I was producing more
Even hooked up with a band
After we jammed
On a music course
Ironi, the name fit
I Say I Aint Droppin Shit Till 2028
(What The Fuck If He Comes On The 20th Or The 28th)
(He Said The Year 2028 Fuckin Moron)
And Listen Guys Wanna Be
but look how the tables turned
You can't imagine what my label earned
I gross more in a year than most niggas make in their whole career
I'm only
and a pipe
Or a bike and a spinner, a weapon and some transport, for my little nigga
Posted Destiny up on her b-day, and got blocked by bare silly hoes
But
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