Lyrics:
hits the ground, a man rushes up and pushes her down
She drops her keys, the man picks 'em up
Then drags her by her feet into her house like he don't
the fries
Would you stick by my side?
Would you ride?
Would you roll?
Would you go?
Need to know, Need to know
Hit a slump
What if business was slow?
insulted by the proposal
It's like they forget I'm the mogul
The trainers are in JD Australia
And that means we're goin' global
I don't wanna be
Yea. Story time homie.
A lil knucklehead. Fightin' til his knuckles bled/
Influenced by surenos. He had no love for red/
Had to be tough and rep
sense of the madness
I don't process things when they happen
Push it aside, then months gone by
Before I let go of a small interaction
I cannot write
to ammunition there's thirty .30s and 'K's
And them Trays hold me down like that du-rag that's on ya' waves, bro (Shadyville)
Ayo, you're listening to DJ Whoo
featuring Big Punisher KRS One
[KRS One] Ha ha. Never fear. KRS!
Verse one: KRS One
I'd rather have a hundred thousand true heads by me
Than
body structure
Ready to rupture
At times I sat back to think again and again
How I broke the golden rule by doing business with friends
My mind traveled
really wanted to I make money off them
Block in the morning on the move by ten
I write them hits in my head
Don't need no time for paper and pen
I sell my
Buy my album, coded by Dirty, set you free
Go against the grain, I got the p
I know you don't recognize me now
I dunked your tongue
How many
are loved by everybody
Everybody’s platinum selling album, caught an early body
I mean, both my offerings went double platinum
So that means the people
but big like Ben
Johnson I'm the black Charles Bronson
death wish death wish death wish
I run a dead pool you're number one on my list
so step aside
Padam padam! Where's the track of the drum?
So you say you're the king, but where's your kingdom?
This is my first album of the millennium
I got
through a Hawthorne Heights album without sobbing
Girls keep breaking up with me
it's never any fun
they say they already have a pussy
they don't need
do it yeah I always known
Always known I've always known
I knew that I would do it yeah I've always known
Team said the album ain't do the business
is really why they book me
Oh it's over once the album hits the shelves
All I wrote that was inspired by yourself
Master ownership I don't need their
Yeah muthafucka
You got the album
Now meet Bullet, Foe Foe, Cell Block, Full Clip
And I'm Lil' Shank
This Psychopathic Rydas muthafucka
Cut em all
a student
I dropped out of school
Now I'm dropping they jaws when I hop in the booth
Think you are close then you're far from the truth
Too many people logged
If I drop an album and no hears does it still make a sound
Is it like a tree in the forest when it falls and no one's around
If I play a show and no
times
I'm on the grind I can't survive on the minimum wage
and then you're getting taxed on the little that's made
So what's left is insignificant pay
Hey, I battle any day
And any hour, any minute, any second
And any album, any single, any record
Cause what I'm sayin is this: I rock you anytime
I make
"Ayy
We want you to do a video for beats by Dre"
I thought, "Shit, this must be my day, "
Let me set it off
So flylingual and swagnificently fresh
I've
son
Let me tell these niggas something, God
I don't want niggas sounding like
Me on no album
Keep it real, get your own shit, man
And be original
"Word
in and out
Oxygen in my blood
I'm calculated in my movements like a TI81
A machine on the keys
Workin' way after the sun
In that city by the sea
It's
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