Lyrics:
got my friend depression by my side.
We hold the mic together, really fucking tight,
But when we gonna fight, it goes something like:
Be like him, be
By All Means Necessary
Written, produced, directed, by Blastmaster KRS-One
Mixed, by DJ Doc
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a track
Learn to pick and shovel too and take my hammer
It'll do anything you tell it to"
John Henry's mammy had about a dozen babies
John Henry's pappy
me and my Mum don't always see eye to eye
But I know that she's always gonna be by my side
And me and my Dad we don't always get on
But he's the most
a jack I can lay a track I can pick and shovel too."
He said "Can you swing a hammer" He said "do anything you hire me to."
"Now ain't you something! So
this Neo Sleep
So I'm a go over to this MP
And see if I can come up with my own track
To keep it movin', yeah let me try that
Aight, find these drums,
I'm a combination of Skylar Grey, Tyler the Creator, and Violent J
It's a fuckin' miracle to be this lyrical
Paint my face with clown makeup
ranger
And if I don't got it with me on DECK
Your gettin CUT like a
Las Vegas' card player
And I ain't playing with you at all bitch
I ain't a dog trainer
what I mean
Alright bring the track
Yeah all you know me, Nick, Marvelous
Up in this motherfucker
We gonna talk about these hoes in the 7th floor
You
impressed by the way I'm living
There ain't gonna be a dollar missing
Cooking up like we in the kitchen
I ain't gonna take an intermission
Living how I'm
Damn here we go again, ay
I just be countin' these bands, ay
Driving a rolls down the block, ay
I'm gonna stunt cuz I can, ay
Whippin' a 4 by 4, know
chitty chitty bang bang what we do
What we wobble too
Watch me wobble boo
Why not wobble you
I know you gobble too
It take some rubble fool
To be straight
Three Thou', poster child for big dick niggas raised by their mothers
I'm supposed to smile as if God knew that I would be troubled
Keeps me around, for
We're gonna take it at your pace
We're gonna take it at your pace
Let me know
We'll take this slow
Or we can take the fast track, mm if you like that
not the pet
Dig this here man
Like my nigga Cashball, you know what I'm saying, me and DeAnte say
Man, it's "stacks, tracks and contracts," you know
And hi, ho, hand me my shovel
I'm liable to dig my hole deeper
And it's off to H-E double hockey sticks I go
I'm getting by with my wicked ways
I'm
hella fly
They're all amazed watching us go by
Bumping fat beats from the b ball days
Track one on Rodeo is the song that plays
As the tyres are going
dog
Before you get to the end of the game
And find you played it wrong
I don't need your opinion
Gonna live by my own definition
And when I feel off
day by day (Okay) taking it day by day (Okay)
Taking it day by day I promise I'm bout to be making my way (Yeah yeah)
I promise I'ma take it somewhere
need cupid in a hurry
To hit me with a first strike
How can I not be worried
When the clock is ticking on my life
And everything seems to pass me by
the rappin, we'd be mackin'
It's a good thing that we're rappin'
There was a time when they called me Smooth Eddie
Playing the hoes and shook the red card
ain't the pits
Homie a lion
Homie a pit
Get a track we gonna shit
Painting them pictures
Given em tricks
Way too much shit
Money you get
People gon watch
to cap on you,
I wouldn't even sweat it cause you'll be through
Lookin so far up, you might fall down
Gettin clowned by the hound from east Oaktown
time Dax K-poppin'
Stick on my hip, I'll clean the whole room
But don't be alarmed, it's Dax
I'm just moppin' that's off-topic
Let me tell you somethin'
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