Lyrics:
Holyfield start fighting
It'll make Ma$e say fuck church and go back to writing
It'll make Shyne say he sound like Biggie Smalls
It'll make R. Kelly, give
Bliss when I blast off when I get
R Kelly style on these hoes
Shit on the chest Small
You don’t know the chest nut crack
I crack y’all ass and I crack
helicopters swoop down
And try to put missiles in mines
Who's that peekin' in my window?
Pow, nobody now (nobody now)
Who's that peekin' in my window?
helicopters swoop down
And try to put missiles in mines
Who's that peekin' in my window?
Pow, nobody now (nobody now)
Who's that peekin' in my window?
make a phone call
To who?
A prayer buddy of mine
She can help you tear down your walls
I don't want nobody in my business
She's a friend
and find ways to get by
While the know it alls roam the street, knowing they lie
I'm with the Scritti P O L I T T I
Tryin' to fly like R Kelly in the belly
[Verse 1]
(R. Kelly)
Here is a story
about a man coming in,
and found his woman in the bed with,
well listen...
Its 2 A.M. I'm just gettin in about
location. Phone on silent
We ain't gotta tell nobody. Tell nobody
I ain't worried bout that nigga he don't know me
Anything upon your mind, you can run it by
Surrounded, as he is most days, by a
Small cadre of management
And marketing professionals
Each of them with a stake in
His career there are representatives
still got my fans, that's a blessing
Listen to heaven, just stay on my grind, and that's 24/7 (yeah)
And I know my mama Joanne is smiling down on me, I
blew back liquor in tha yeti
I'm sick a truck stop shitter been pissing on the game before R Kelly
One love for the psycho
Halloween hillbilly dirt road
and the parcels
'cause all our homes and offices got
Stacks of mail last June, ow! Ha! Ha!
When it was my birthday anyway
We're all dead pleased by the way
You've
takeaway what God has placed
Nobody fit scatter what the lord has graced
Nobody nobody fit to take my space oooh
Nobody fit to hold me down
Nobody fit touch
ass niggas man
Bring they hat to they motherfucking ass man
Let these hoes know how we do it down here
[Chorus: x2]
(Down here) ha we like to roll
guarantee this
Joseph's brothers said, By Allah, indeed you know that we have not come to make mischief
In the land, and we are not thieves
Joseph's men
yo' ass up
You know where we comin' from
Death Row! BIATCH! Ha ha hahaha!
A yo, Kurupt, you first to blast, nigga
And you know how we do it
and mind
Alive for a short time and dead
By the end of the rhyme
I'm back and in fact
Do you know where you are?
Motherfucker we 'bout to break your neck
to analyse and use in his protein protection
And nobody wanna clone you, Scott,
Kippel and Feil are done explaining your syndrome
Ha, ha, ha
Mother Minaj
to analyse and use in his protein protection
And nobody wanna clone you, Scott,
Kippel and Feil are done explaining your syndrome
Ha, ha, ha
Mother Minaj
Wit That?
R.Kelly N Twista
[Chorus:]
I Can Tell Just By Lookin At Yo Body
When U Walk Up In The Club Girl
That U Got Good Sex
Even Though I Haven't
my eye and let you know I got the game
When I pass by I know exactly what u say
He's so fly
And he's so coo
Hey shawty (Hey shawty)
What it do
He mad
September 1st, 1989
Dear Diary
I believe I'm a good person
You know, I think that there's good in everyone, but, here we are!
First day
September 1st, 1989
Dear Diary
I believe I'm a good person
You know, I think that there's good in everyone, but, here we are!
First day
blurrin'
Whoa-oh, I can't see shit, my words get to slurrin'
Uh-oh, you can call me R. Kelly now, you're in
Trouble, what's occurring before, after,
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