Lyrics:
something that I live for
Your the best that God can give so it makes me wanna give more
Step by step
Imma do the best I can
Happy your my daughter and I
[Shyheim:]
Yo, yo
I spark the mic like weed that's in a cipher
And I get girls open like a reggae song by Tiger
So check me out, as I flip this here track
i think i'm the tightest damn
Fuck all your talk stay the motherfucking realest bitch
Best on my own
I'm freestyling my title track
Ready for
they soak up, they can't hit me with the thunder
Like you
You ready to come home
Home to where your heart is at
Let me hold you till we fall asleep
your click
Money in the air if you ever hear the lick, baby
Put your hands in the air, if you know that you that bitch
Say you looking for the real,
your click
Money in the air if you ever hear the lick, baby
Put your hands in the air, if you know that you that bitch
Say you looking for the real,
ready to glow
Never needed a beat, when I'm ready to flow Without a paddle, I'm ready to row
Give me the ball, I'm ready to throw Give me the hitch, I'm
rupees, yo it's nostalgic like old movies
That's why the retro-gamers always make the best groupies
Yours truly, you don't need to ask, this ain't mumble
to mine
I'm not starting a fight, just telling it right
The best damn rapper who ever grabbed the mic
His name is Too $hort, now shut your mouth
In
song, it's all for you
Sing my song, it's all for you
If I don't hear from you by tomorrow
I hope you come back and learn from your mistakes
Come
To give me the thoughts
To ration the heart to ask you now
I wanna give you a six finger handshake
Not around your hand, but your body, if that makes sense
the sound like this?
I’ve been working on every single lyric I’ve been spitting
Get the black timbs on with the long T on hand me the mic and just give me
worship with Allah
So plot against me, all of you, and give me no respite
I put my trust in Allah, my Lord and your Lord
There is not a moving living
A Hip Hop, A Don't Stop, Don't Stop That Body Rock
Just Get Off Your Seat, Get Ready To Clap
Because Melle Mel is Startin Here To Rap
Ever Since The Time
Mmm
I used to think I was nothing
Look at this love we found
Mmm
So give me your hand
Like you took mine
No I don't ever wanna see you cry
Oh ay oh
No
your screen
I think my life's a movie
Come give me my credit
Cuz now im no longer playing
Word to my bitch
Homie y'all pair of d's (parodies)
Ready
til the moon becomes the sun (Sun)
Everybody in the club give me a run (Run)
If you ready to move say it (Yeah Yeah)
One time for your mind say it
thangs
One
Don't ever disrespect me
Two
Call me "God" like you from Wu-Tang
I put a bullet inside you cause the truth ain't
Your record deal advance to me
to di ceiling
Everybody get down if you feel me
Come and put your hands up to di ceiling
Come, Mr. DJ, song pon di replay (come, Mr. DJ, song pon di
my left hand on the Bible, raise my right one up
And repeat after me
I'm about to swear to you
That this song is what's up
And I'll do it to these
Call me by my name
And in that time of prayer and waiting
Where doubt and reason dwell
A jury sat deliberating
All is lost
Or all is well
Home,
saying to her:
I came to speak to you of what he wish'd,
Enoch, your husband: I have ever said
You chose the best among us--a strong man:
For where he
the motherfuckin' Glock in my brother hand
He gon' have to set it off, you feel me?
When my brothers touch them M's, they gon' set it off
You hear that?
Lil'
is us
[Chorus]
You know that I do, the best that I can
But you don't seem to love me no more, no more
I try to please you, and be your man
But
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