Lyrics:
Money on a screen can't even get old
And these days it ain't backed by silver or gold
Tuh, points in a game
May as well be VC like 2K
May as well try go
is by the horns
A mixture of Whitey Ford and Mighty Thor
I everlast, pen is mightier than sword
Finish writin', then record, replenish, keep writin'
who's king of this fuckin' English lit'?
Let your middle fingers flip on each hand, while extending the shit
How low can you go? Lower then Chuck D, ho
to be defeated
By some freak mix of Shady friends
Who may try to make this beef stick
But any chance that my foot wont' snap off
Into their greasy ass,
go
Jazzy to bag it up, where the funk at
Shit, let me take a drag
Shit, I'ma put it in the bag
Preroll one rolled up, let me take a drag
Life is
, here we go)
Crack is what we selling, snitch niggaz be telling
Keep you niggaz bailing, because we 3 time felons
Now peep game, I promise on sight it's
or hearing me now
Cause I swear to god if you get back up there'll be no throwing in the towel
By all means though be my guest, go ahead and do your best
Your
need you for a second of your time
But then I reckon that a second is too short let me try
"You're slammin'", but anyway, I'd like to say
I'm Dres
stall
Stutter, softer than melted butter
There's no other word, go ask your mother
Hard solid as your city
Born in Brooklyn, can tell by the way that
Some people want to be free
While others tell them no
Plant yourself like a tree and
Learn to look back for once and
Please just let go of the past
to claim
We may look alike
But we are not the same
You from the Earth
I'm from outer space
Now brace yourself
For when I stuff my face
Just for playing bass
as a joke
You know, at times you go too far
Even in front of all my friends
How could we hope to make amends?
You know that you've let yourself go
You look
Pour me a cup and mix up with sprite lets dance over the night
Yea me and my boys staying lowkey
Baby ride me do it slowly
I'm 2020 David Bowie
I go by
it is that don't make it so
What's true for one may not be true for all
My favorite time of year is either spring or fall
I love it when the flowers
open and barf in it
I'll cum in your moms box and
Let my cock spar with it
Put something hard in it, go hard in it
Then pull out then stick my whole arm
debut
Album, power of the Dollar
And finally in the spring of 2000 it
Was ready to be released by
Columbia Records it represented to him all
The struggles
psychosis
I post this, in moments it's vogue, it's in focus
This opus is Apotheosis (Let's go kids!)
If I'm 'bout to be deified
I'll give you the peace
Let Go! Or be ripped by the mind
One trip from behind
They take a sip from the grind
May one tip suffice; take another trip; whip another list tonight
Everyday I'm inspired
By big artists in my city I admire
Hustling is my require
I am always awoken and never tired
Spreading my wings I go higher
But demons
could feel it in my veins like syringe tops
I ain't concerned with all your chin slop
I'm a let it all go let your miss talk
Last time we spoke her top
It ain't nothing but a party here
From the early evening til the break of day
So step this way and let your mind be free
And by the way "welcome
It ain't nothing but a party here
From the early evening til the break of day
So step this way and let your mind be free
And by the way "welcome
shoot I never miss
Banana clip if you reach I'll show you bliss
Let's hit up the club
I need to get a fix
Line up some shots
Pow pow pow
Fade into the mix
should keep them to myself
There's a time and a place--it's just not now
Radio is simple so keep it low-brow
Your advice just sing it all by yourself
But
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