Lyrics:
like a lumberjack and me gettin' hit back
It won't be none of that, I'm untouchable
You see me in 3-D, when I let the rhythm hit another M.C.
Lyrics made
You've been infected by parasites
This hell is your paradise
Ruining your parents life
Infected by parasites
Your mind and brain are no longer your
Within my kitchen elements of desire
Simmer, cooked, fuel my fire
The strength understood
Boiled down to a broth, but never consumed
The science of my
learned to know the call comes after the storm
Sit back and watch the rain
Breath out before tomorrow
Slow down before you break and you're cast aside
Open
you die"
My father said, "We will fight, won't let you die"
Won't bring back everything I ever was
Won't bring back everything I ever was
Won't bring
It dont matta' where ya goin' if ya luck is up or down
Just now that im always rollin' with you
It dont matta whatcha doin if ya backs against
too
Whatever you pursue i pursue too
I got ya back tho I'm by your side
I hold you in front my own view
I love seeing you
Pretty ass smile too
If you
Y'all know what this is (D-Block!)
Oh yeah, by the way
This is the remix (Woo!)
[Chorus]
You can kiss your ass goodbye (d-block, d-block,
clattered fear
Spread pure dread blink drop slow splattered clear
Tears leaking down his face like the fuel well
Solar panels in place to charge the fuel
in hell
(God)
I can't do this by myself
I will fail (nah)
Working eighty
Still won't pay the bills
How I survive gotta provide
N' it kills though I'm
blood
Won't mend a blackened heart
From heaven down to hell
I command the sun and the moon
Where the waves meet the land
I will take mine back from you
of this money"
Fall back on your homies, a lot of them love me
It's 'bout to get ugly
Oh, we ain't friends no more?
Why you won't listen no more?
Is Tight And U Trust Her
Then Don't Bring Her Around Me Cause (I'm A Flirt)
[Verse 1: R. Kelly]
Now Swear To Tell The Truth
And The Whole Truth
When
it's a fuckin hobby
Burn em with the fuel, put down ya tool, I laugh at you
Why? Because MC's are my foot stool
As you enter the hocus pocus,
I'm from
You get dropped like you heavy this life is a bloody game
They act like yo homies 'cause you got the money
You see won't that man again
Don't
us down
It won’t hold us
It won’t bring us down
Fighting the gravity
Fighting the gravity
Fighting the gravity
Fighting the gravity
We're fighting
you're the example
Original sound our children sample
Drop gems by the handfuls
Your reaction to shit how you handle Yourself
Distortion an amp full, Build
me secure
Makes me feel safe
And if you ever dare touch me
He'd have to put you in your place
'cause my baby don't back down
My baby won't back
, it's a little too late
Try'na cop my style, it won't work, stupid nigga
Put down the mic before you get your shit bent up
[Guy]
We got it locked
and kick the bass
So back up off the cup while I take my taste
It's highly appraised when the hell is raised
So demanding and commanding that you all
tell
Aye
They say they get money I can't tell
Boutta roll up and light me another L
Already know when they kill me I'm going to hell
Imma start off by
her back
Think she got hit by a truck
Ain't worried about her nigga
I gotta FN tucked
Hell of money Hell of drugs
Pop one its gone take you up
Right
he'll come back to you again
(Let it play!)
Let the music play
He won't get away
This groove he can't ignore
He won't leave you anymore
(Let it play!)
the groove
And then he'll come back to you again
(Let it play!)
Let the music play
He won't get away
This groove he can't ignore
He won't leave you
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