Lyrics:
can't stop with the body rock
See I've got heart like John Starks
Hitting mad sparks
Pass me the mic
And I'll be rocking the whole park
I'm the m
flashing with them darts
I do not give a shit, I told you, bitch, I do not have a heart
That nigga sleeping with the fishes, we be swimming with them sharks
keep us all warm by summoning a fire
I'll give us more hit points by playing on my lyre
Let's take a short rest from our bardic instrumentation
We've
I've seen my dad Rock on stage baby
The way he stirred up crowds
Oh, I've lived with a legend yeah,
Swear nobody's good as him no no
He carried me
That won't fade away
It's a song in my heart that never will die
A heavenly choir that sang glory on high
As he laid in the hay born for a grave
'Cause
beat him up, broke his jaw
He claimed he got jumped
Got on an orange suit it hurt to see my mans in cuffs
It goes to show how these Brooklyn streets were
and shit
He talk on my prophets, I'm slidin' for Christ
Bring heat in the winter, I'm leavin' em iced
Got hollows for holidays it's Merry Blickmas
Send him
of the underground
I'm not lost and could never be found
I give my man a pound from the love and respect
A brother try to diss me, I put his ass in check
I yoked him
My heart and soul is on fire
My heart and soul
And I did not sing in the choir
I was too shy I was quiet
I grew up in the jungle with hyenas, rats
oh, oh,
Hey my mojo so dope bitch
Hey my mojo so dope
Yep we live it, live it
Yeah we on it, on it
Give a fuck about your lifestyle,
Give a fuck
that's true
I'll wait - I'll wait till I need you
I'll wait - I'll wait my dreams come true
I wait six years -six nights for sure
I give my heart - no
of moments let him and her push up on it
But don't judge me. Look, I'm just trying to do me
Don't you see, I want to have my fun while I am young
I want
pours, 'cause my rhymes hardcore
That's why I give you more of the raw
Talent that I got will riz-ock the spot
MC's I'll be burning, burning hot
Rise shine for the light has come
I count all things as dung
Compared to the knowledge of God the Son
Serious as heart attacks
Took off my
to set my whole race free
You might debate we, a refugee
No harm hurt me
Dying, thirsty from the struggle
To my own hustle bubble
On the low, woe is me
metals round our necks and arms (yea)
We tear it up y'all, bless the mic with the gods
Whatever in your heart is where you want to be
My hood is
and
sweet
I'll Hold him close to feel his
heart beat
Love will be the gift you give
yourself
(Touch him
With the gentleness you feel
inside)
I feel it
(Your
detention)
And all of my bitches (is top tier selections)
Just hop in the whip (and just give me directions)
Come better my life (think I'll make some
trump is in the saddle
Not just a man
I give my soul to him
Only he can save us
From the enemy within
His foes will feel the hatred
His followers
It’s like I wanna spit something written
But keep forgetting
So I guess it’s from the heart from the start
Played my part
Seemed like I just wasn’t
the start
And since I laid my mother to rest
I been blessed with these cold heart
(If it ain't our beef) Don't touch
(If he's against us) Fuck him, (If he
And like Clayton I'll point at him
And give him the 8 next you a saint
Y'all don't know what a Nickel is
So of course you see your niggas die
So once I aim
stitched up by my wife
Who am I?
It's suffice to say found gold in my heart
Put the ice away
Nicer day, live foul homie it's a price to pay
Even when it's
was my birthday
Nobody knew
Catch a tigger by the toe
And even if he holler
I still won't let him go
Until he choose, an eeny, meeny, miny, hoe
You
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