Lyrics:
[Intro: Young Jeezy]
Yeah, be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this by the way nigga, some real shit right here nigga
This'll be
label
Mr black president yeah Obama fa real
They gotta put ya face on the five thousand dollar bill
[Chorus]
So I'm sittin' here right now man
to party, yeah
'Cause I'm the man of the year
I'm tryin' to get a little buzz
Party poppin' and a n**** spendin' money
Hope I get f***ed up
I see your girl
self just holdin' pies
Implement a plan and and you'll surely rise
Just promised by the man that controls the skies
Don't you see, I know that shit's
in the air like you just don't care
You all get a share, there's a party over here
Year two-thousand, keep bouncin
T-Minus, thirty seconds
sing
Yet with the woes of sin and strife the world has suffered long
Beneath the heavenly strain have rolled two thousand years of
wrong
And man
have been Chip
You've been saying my name for a whole damn year
By this time, you could have been rich
Are you taking the piss? Brother, I'm blessed
a symphony composed of killers and armed forces
Livin for whatever it cost's, crimb bosses
It's goin' down by the year two G
I'm goin be flyin through
Maybe it's just age or a thousand other fears
That took me back tonight to my early carnival years
I can see the period moving like the source
(Damn, numbers)
Bruce Lee, transport the kicks in the caravan
(Trap) ford Taurus hit the block
(Man) , nigga, scram, tuck the blam (Uh)
Five years old
Flip doin' man"
"How he get out his deal?"
All you gotta do is take 2 million
And walk in the door, and that's how they'll let you go
Hahaaa
Cause I get
paid away babies of ten or more women
Spade had a wife by the name of Ann,
She'll tell you how fame can change a man
Cuz Spade was a drunk, and Spade was
10 years
Guess all I'm saying is, I ain't great, just gettin' by
cnd those friends that I had back in high school, all found a job or moved away
Heard
- I am doing a one man play
When I was ten - one day
Out of the blue
I ran away from school
For years I thought I was lazy and couldn't handle
arrives
Four thousand years, the past
Remember
Religion is better to to control your ass
Reflect
When the millennium connect
its so def freakin' right
of a movie which came out years ago
It's only then, when I see
Corey Feldman standing on their table
Doing some kind of dance trying to impress his buddies
bond this year I rather not build a snowman
Wrapping presents ain't the same with out ya
I'm missing the touch of your hand
And I know you and I
Both
Ten thousand years
Bright shining like the sun
We've no less days
To sing God's praise
Then when we first begun
For it is by Grace you have been saved
home
I've been through a thousand phones
Long time I ain't been crib
Now it feels like my house ain't home
And big man wanna ride on me
They don't wanna
chorus!
A thousand years of silence and blood
Yes a breed apart and cursed by man
We light all your cities aflame…
A breed apart: the enemies of man
Our
Manhattan is an island
Like the women who are
Surrounded by children in a car
Surrounded by cars
Or Manhattan was a project
That projected the worst
headed and dangerous
And still livin' in this matrix
All I wanna do is make my loved ones proud
In this year alone we made three hundred thousand
But
Cambodia?
Leaving the graves of your ancestors
After a thousand years
Leaving a few belongings after
A thousand tears how come you never left
Before through
SWEEZY tell them
Nobody care, no one is here , you need to have it
99 chance calling my name I feel my heartbeat
18 years I no my thing no more
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