Lyrics:
Taking back everything
Or the mother of our children born from
The greatest wedding
So down on my knees I beg please
Don't leave me 'Cause I need to be by
from here to Bombay
A universal truth, just look to the proof
Take this short break to contemplate how we relate
Standing at the bar with a fistful
down the works of the enemy's hands
[CHORUS]
We've got the victory
We've got the victory
We've got the victory
By the blood of the Lamb
the name of the music game
Success is the most important thing
After a while he lost his style, so far away from fame
Misled by a golden king
Here
usually not good
Cause I freeze with my hands on a hot hood.
And getting' jacked by the you-know-who.
When in a black and white the capacity is two.
myself
I don't care bout the crowd
God is good
So Imma turn up now
Even if it's by myself
I don't care bout the crowd
Singing my song, that's a Psalm sung
a drout, price goes up
Nless you get it from the south
You know these niggas ain't got
No pies, didn't have work
We be kickin in your house
Niggas out here
steady jumping the racks they be running
I came from the dirt
Still in the dirt but that shit don’t matter
Still rich like an actor make moves like Mick
wonder where we're from
Like we came here from a planet where the songs gave us life and the art gave us birds and the wisdom in the trees grew tall from
or imma be a little confused cause
I cant write my wrongs
So I write songs
I gotta get my wins or imma end up broke
These niggas talking down I'm bout
Link up with them
Pipe them down and see what they have to say
I'm the man of the century and I came here just to play
So, baby
Would a little compassion
hoes to the Sheraton
I been working on being a Samaritan
And I been trying to tone down my arrogance
But these niggas out here so embarrassing
Who raised
Italians, the Germans and the Jews
The Puerto Ricans, illegals, the Asians, Arabs miles from home
Come across the water with a fire down below
They died
Well, down in Mississippi, there's a little bitty town
And there ain't much happens 'till the sun goes down
Then all the people come from miles
me
Who's the son of some well-known
He was brought in by his mother
'Cause his daddy's always gone
There's a bum from down on broadway
And a few
to know ya, can you gimme ya name?
If you jot down ya number, you'll get mine in exchange, hey
See I'm the man of this town
And I hope you wouldn't mind
my seatbelt on KITT
Stop right here, where we at?
Shotty part of Brooklyn it gets rough out here KITT
(Michael's callin, I have to go)
I don't
much into boredom
But it comes at a cost
I guess from time to time
I felt more than a little lost
But it's the ups and downs
The spins and stops
make sure I'm in the right key
My posterior trumpet's tuned to G
Get in that groove, feel that vibe
Hear the funky music from my backside
If you're down
play
Horace sings a distant song
Forgotten words that I once sung
Telling me to just keep holding on
I've never been more alone than here
I turn
I just touchdown down in my city I feel like the man again
Now I just need me a new audemar have me frozen like a mannequin
If your my brother then
and I'm a do it from them.
The Champ Is Here,
There's A Road Ahead.
The Champ Is Here,
There's A Road Ahead.
The Champ Is Here,
There's A Road Ahead.
the song that we're sing gonna come out right)
Even if the stars fell down on me
It would've made a love eternally
Let love be love, let life be life
he still here (yea, but he still here)
Put a beam on of a opp head, he froze up like a deer (froze up like a deer)
I'm taking niggas down, don't give
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