Lyrics:
I'm just making sure ya talent go and break the ceiling!
Trust God
Know God
Love God
Serve God
He my my true idol like a clarinet recital
Beat hitting
Ai Bobby Williams.... Ku Tomola zina nikulakwa..... Turn it up....
Drew made the beat
Oh by popular demand Bobby Williams back with a cup in his
the mic. Cowboy controlled the crowd incredibly and mcing got redefined by my elder Bizzy B. The stories I tell are all very real. Cause my MC traditions
build, fake prophecies it seems
Held back by some chains, but they really only strings
A ghetto love is the law that we live by
Day by day I wonder why
Well, my friends are gone and my hair is grey
I ache in the places where I used to play
And I'm crazy for love but I'm not coming on
I'm just paying
where i sleep, now give me my key
[Verse 8: N.O.R.E.]
New York get the blood money, dirty cash still sweet
We will blackwall street by the swapmeet with
don't y'all take off y'all jackets
What's your name baby? word? okay
Tell your friend right there this, this my man Busta
[Verse: Busta Rhymes]
Hah,
separate the rubble
Stay beatin niggaz brains out with the God broke belt buckle
Jewels, pay respect to my larynx
My bird blew niggaz away like a clarinet
My
in my own zone
No no love for the po-po
Loco when I rock mics solo
I hope that you know, where you don't go there
Want it with Bolo? Must be coco
That's why I tell myself
If that boy don't love you by now
He will never ever, never ever love you
He will never ever, never ever love you
If that
That's why I tell myself
If that boy don't love you by now
He will never ever, never ever love you
He will never ever, never ever love you
If that
away
Amphetamine, the only thing in my arteries
Still fight for love, so I can't put the blade away
But what if all alone, is all I'm truly destined
Kenny: Kenny West, teeth Crest
Came up from the gutter
Never fooled by Fabio
I can't believe it's not butter
Bruno: Low in cholesterol, yeah
Kenny: Don't
nights, steady rockin' the mic
Hip-hop you the love of my life
So tell the people like that y'all
And it sounds so nice
Hip-hop, you the love of my life
nights, steady rockin' the mic
Hip-hop you the love of my life
So tell the people like that y'all
And it sounds so nice
Hip-hop, you the love of my life
SHOCKED WHEN I SAID I NEVER SEEN YOUR SHOW
I'm IN THE VALLEY AND I PASSED ON MARIAH CAREY
I'm LIKE HMM WELL I GOT HALLE'S BLACKBERRY
MY BILL MIGHT BE HIGH
more
'Cause you know what time it is
Don't even front muthafucka
You think by getting with my enemy
That will get you some love with my heart
Nigga? FUCK
To let her know what I'm gon' to do
Sample "Dreamflower" by Tarika Blue
That's cool with you?
Yeah, that's fine baby, all gravy
Long as you know you my
niggas knew I was the one
Ain't have a dime to my name, still niggas thought that I won
And niggas that never did it want to tell me how it was done
I'm
though we no more
Mr. Star, much love to Navi, Butcher, D-Lo, (Miss Cole)
Butcher source of Quran right now, it's all good, much love to ya!
All my
famous for claimin' a murder
That he never really did
Yeah tell these people all
The facts here really
How you ran your mouth and
Almost got smacked by
from mi pop e Glock off, yea mi nuh cuss
Mr Raas, tell yuh kids TATA, yuh head a bus
From a war and mi pop e Mac off weeh never rust
Shot a blast, all
Don Williams the whole way there
Roll the windows down to feel freedom in the air
Nobody to tell us what to do or who we are
I want to be your getaway
in my own zone
No no love for the po-po
Loco when I rock mics solo
I hope that you know, where you don't go there
Want it with Bolo? Must be coco
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