Lyrics:
For those about to lose their minds, we gotta remember (yeah)
That in the worst of times, we can make the best of times
Turn it up
New Kids
you know why we sinnin'
And Krayzie intended on endin' it when it ends
Wanna come again, again and again
Now tell me whatcha gonna do?
Can
come walk by my side (my hood, oh)
They don't want me to shine, women's group, my god (shine, god)
Now don't get it twisted, I do support 'em, but why
Too! But you know who the greatest of
All of us? Who do y’all think?
Nope kid motherfucking Cudi
Radio, fuck you! Oh yeah, I’m on my
Trump shit tonight
Front of you
The past is just another story
You could make a chapter new
Whatcha gonna do?
Don't Look Back
You might fall over
What's right in front
Run Rosie run, the kids are after you
Run Rosie run, what'cha gonna do
Run Rosie run, the kids are on your tail
Run Rosie run like a bat out of hell
Run
And I see the people ratin them
Man as a class act
Fam I ain't gonna lie but I start to get mad
So I need to calm it all down
Give me a second just
dance, do your dance (new style)
They say it's what you make it and that is so (come on)
We say just do your thing, make your own dance show (hey)
We
for my village, yeah
I do it for my pe (Aye, yes, sir)
And the blood drippin' by the gallons (Grr)
Dolo in the whip, I solo any clique
It's not
on a case-by-case basis like the judge
What about these lyin' ass hoes tryin' to plot
Or these niggaz on the block who want the queen (Nigga please)
But even she
take off
Yes, I feel like I?m gonna take off
I feel just like I?m gonna take off
So whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gonna do about that?
Who will be
a D-Block near you
Welcome to D-Block, the mighty mighty D-Block
The place in New York City where Diddy won't even walk
Its D-Block, the part of Yonkers
all gonna drop
You don't even get, paid a whole lot
So take your M-60 and put it 'pon lock!
Take your four-five and you put it 'pon lock!
Lookin for
grief
And placing his life into his hands
What'cha gonna do boy
What'cha gonna do boy
Taking your life into your own hands?
What'cha gonna do boy
wouldn't give a sucker or a bum from the Rucker
Not a dime 'til I made it again, everybody go
Hotel, motel, whatcha gonna do today? (Say what?)
Yes, I'm
A new bad girl, who get on my block
I gave her my keys, said don't bother to knock
I said see'mon, ya got what I need
I said come on, don't
on your eyebrows feels like a niche glamour
I’m mjolnir I’m not a weak hammer
Whatcha, whatcha, whatcha, whatcha, whatcha know about life
My life took
it's just me and the booze
Lettin' the liquor do the talkin'
Knockin' me out like I'm sleepwalkin' (uh)
Midday lookin' for a new box to cave
At night
it is by sellin cocaine, but I'm sayin'
Use your brain homie, do the right thang! (Lemme talk to 'em)
Use your brain homie, do the right thang!
all gon' side with us
Whatcha gon' do, it's the Duke and the Duchess
You need to give it up
We gon' take over the world
Whatchu know about Thug Luv?
What you know about the South, get on it
If it's money to be made, then I want it
A lick to be hit, so you know I'm gonna hit it
A dollar to be made,
Whatcha gonna do
When the Pizza Dude can't find
122 and an Eighth
Wise Man Say
Never pay when it's late
Let's just go Sewer Skatin tonight
Have You Ever
gotta do is
Tell me what'cha sippin on
And I promise that I'm gonna keep
It comin all night long look him in the eyes
While you walk the other side
for what?
I'm not your guy
(But you know, they're gonna do it anyway)
Wife behind the trees
Tryna to tell you don't
They're about to fire
(They're gonna
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