Lyrics:
there on the East Coast mayne
Selene what's up baby Garvey what's up dog ha-ha, Chamillitary mayne
[Hook]
You ain't gotta go home (you aint gotta go),
Bad cop, good cop, what you really need?
Pull up to the block promise you won't get robbed
Step up to the spot
Meet you at the deli round' four
rich
Why you murder and stealing it?
Stop dreaming it
Drinking lean, shit, you feelin it
Done my pills, count my bills
If I do it again, might go off
It's crazy, I done a one - eighty, yeah, I went from loving
But now I want nothing from you, uh
Look at it now, it's like "who woulda' thought?"
Finally
vigilant, arrogant, bitches
Who stay overstepping I keep 'em on the run
What is said is done
Love you like a ton
Love your messy bun
You second to none
Imma
one degree
Surrounded by niggas who did first degree
And the other ones that never got they first degree, sheesh
Lucky me (nigga), yeah, I done
There's nobody like you
(You)
Lord I'm so thankful
That you remain faithful
And everything you've done for me
What you've done for me
You died on Calvary
the blood of Jesus is for us
I stand amazed, by Your favor
Oh what a grace, my blessed Savior
My King of calvary, The Lion and The Lamb
You set the captives
gave me
I shine as a reminder of what you have done to my people
For four hundred plus years
You should be scared
You should be running
You should
save yourself?
Obnoxious king has brought you words not wealth
A ghost is poised, to blind you to the truth
I swear there's nothing moving through you
I
the news they bury what's going down rules changed foul play was being drowned now they showing you what they're doing just look around radiation towers are
you don’t think so, you ain’t carin’
No opinions, only facts here
Only facts are what I’m sharin’
There’s a thing we have in common
I hope that you
Green tops, boulders and bottles
Soldiers who follow leaders
You owed 'em dollars
Know that tommorrow you might not see it
Packs got knocked off by
Balmain (Ay!)
Im ballin', Amar'e
A nick' sold in the park then I want in
What's a king without a crown, nigga? (What?)
What's a circus without you clown
balance again
And who wants that?
Balance
How much happiness can you take?
You will take that much sadness
So, do you want happiness or balance?
What Is
You gotta sit back and count your blessings
You gotta name them one by one
Baby, you can't take the credit
For anything that God has done
I don't
Thinking they know
People been loosing
Been loosing control
Pay what you owe
Do as you told
Loving me when I be changing the flows
Know what you know
Hold
would you love me for me?
What's your name young king what's your name huh?
What's your name young king what's your name huh?
What's your- uh what's your
Balmain (Ay!)
Im ballin', Amar'e
A nick' sold in the park then I want in
What's a king without a crown, nigga? (What?)
What's a circus without you clown
Between the eyes
(movie like speech:)
Kasper: ha, ha, well done Mr. Cairo, and what do you have to say about that, my friend?
Spade: Allright. So
she was in the hallway naked
If it's true, blame it on whatever drugs he was takin' (Ha-ha)
"Say no to drugs," is what I tell kids I meet
You don't
what you are you will know you from the Lord
Made for the Lord paid by the Lord
Plus changing who you are is kinda crazy hard
Changing one thing you will
today
But who is this Santa Evita?
Why all this howling, hysterical sorrow?
What kind of goddess has lived among us?
How will we ever get by without
today
But who is this Santa Evita?
Why all this howling, hysterical sorrow?
What kind of goddess has lived among us?
How will we ever get by without
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