Lyrics:
10
Yea
Don't speak on my work rate
Even when you can't catch up with the word play
Independent never need no workmate
Raised in the game better know
name)
We done did it again son, they can't fuck with that (no doubt, uh)
You know the game don't stop (Firm Biz)
From the coke game to the dope game
ways has caused
You your grief your dealing with not
Me the altercations you speak of
Are no more different from what
Most normal couples go thru
But
Lonely hearts and lonely nights
The whiskey's gone I missed my flight
Empty bottles filled with more of you
Weeks and years and months go by
As if
trials, tribe-ulations, no doubt, we were built to survive
Can't speak for everybody or where my dudes' heads are at
But I love you motherfuckers, true
walked into Cali, the place was packed
Sir Too $hort "Don't stop that rap"
I keep rapping my rhymes, all the time
You got no rhymes, so you listen
(rap boy No.1)
(Yeah yeah)When I put out a new song, someone start to sit still again
But none actually listens to my new songs
My situation is so
[incomprehensible] like you don't care
If you ?bout it I don't doubt it
Show me that you're sho? ?nuff ?bout it, ?bout it
(Try something different here why?all, ey ey)
a little too late
And if you have a album date, just make sure I'm not in the song
Cause I don't need the attention bring enough of that on my own
I learned in the streets was true
That real niggas don't speak when they beef with you
They just pull up on your street, let the heat achoo
And if
to breathe
Suffocated by anxiety who I do not try to be
Who the hell lied to me
Cause I don't think that I can be free
When the doctor said speak i said
I
a short lil' Jewish kid
I ain't speak much
My whole life now is something that I've dreamed up
With no handout
I look at my heroes and
That's what I am
to keep this fight
I'll be alright, you're on your way bringing me better days
No more lusting and coveting what don't belong to me
Not jealous of another
Real love don't have an image
Not magic witness by havin’
Bitches or grabbin' riches
If it's about your own self-validation
You’re bound to fail
art to be loved
But hey there's worse habits of heart to speak of
Bottom line: stand tall, no matter what
Go getters fall all the time
Dust off busted
off
By the realest MC, and that's me
Joe Crack the Don, I came from the streets
Knee deep in the game, other half in the streets
I got that permit
another that u think go harder than me
(watch me go) bang, bang, bang, bang
Now think twice for you speak
Got signed 3 years ago no album out (whoa)
pre-Onika (ye-ah)
You the smaller version, you the baby sneaker
Flacko I wonder how it feel to live or be like you
Album number three, and keep it G like Q
own distorted version of the truth
So come on, come be seduced by the centrifuge
Round and round and round we go
Where it stops, somebody's gotta
don't want it, You gon' lose
I stay elevatin' like a soul
If don't give me mine
(If don't give me mine) shit a revelation
Killin' niggas by the genocide
ranters
Slang sweet and sour but I don't speak mandarin
Don't give a damn like Randal Graves like Jeff Anderson
Attack at random with damaging slams
Since I found her I don't wanna live without her in the world
Not a doubt in the world, found my love real early
Put it on my life she's my female
a virgin
Private jets, my flights, no fly Virgin
I sell, you buy, that's my version
Mommy tie these rhymes it's my verses
Oh me, oh my, Illumina princess
a virgin
Private jets, my flights, no fly Virgin
I sell, you buy, that's my version
Mommy tie these rhymes it's my verses
Oh me, oh my, Illumina princess
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