Lyrics:
record from me!
By Any Means
By Any Means
By Any Means
By Any Means
My T. Jones told me""If you want a Benz, go buy a Benz""
My pops said,""Don't call
it from me, Jack, you're sadly mistaken
A lot of record labels been tryin' to get the bacon
By makin' a brother into somethin' he is not and
You're
are dope, styles that meet
Any rapper clappin' you'd talkin'
You'd be yappin' my flow is on the go-go
This record's for real spin that wax in that
the lights down, this record's going slower
Can't you see what it's doing to me
All I wanna be is by your side
I don't care if they cut my hair
All I wanna be
the lights down, this record's going slower
Can't you see what it's doing to me
All I wanna be is by your side
I don't care if they cut my hair
All I wanna be
is by your side
Shake me down you wanna put me on the ground
There's money in my pocket I won't make a sound
Run me over or pick a four leaf
to be is by your side
Shake me down you want to put me on the ground
There's money in my pocket I won't make a sound
Run me over or pick a four leaf
tell by the taste
I hold them records, my niggas keep blowin' that smoke in my section
Your parents might hope you don't go this direction
Got hella
if I'll ever try
To survive at court side
Four tickets to fly
Rap or play ball do the game
Or duck the drive by
Same league that defends
Be
if I'll ever try
To survive at court side
Four tickets to fly
Rap or play ball do the game
Or duck the drive by
Same league that defends
Be
an
Iron or it's the irony
And by the way, I'm at the gas station now
But not to get gas
Just another black and mild
Shit this half a half a tank
Gon' have
wouldn't even matter
Scattered. Run for the border
Your career is getting shorter
Nigga, better hide 'cause I already warned ya
Mo Thug Records taking over
I
This record is particularly good for the youngsters
Now you get right to the procedure
Now what do you like the most about this
Conflict,
get me high
Got a nigga goin' crazy
Oh yeah, I feel crazy
Time goes by, puffin' on lye
Hopin' that it gets me high
Got a nigga goin' crazy
Oh
(Got my beat from London)
Glee
Record label full of smackers, rap group with no rappers
I could get a nigga scratched
Call me daddy, she
Check
uh
At twenty four
I got only a guitar and a dream
A few bucks
And some clothes to my name
A couple of girls who love me
While I dey think about
Helmut Zacharias: 1920-2002 german
Violinist and composer
Sold 14 million records by the 1950s
He was considered to be one of
The best jazz violinists
Baby hit my line say I'm flawless
Too lost in the cost when she gorgeous
Stunner with a runner I record this
8 4 2 3 y'all recall this
Turtle doves
I'm gunna write this broken record
What was the point in this at all?
You pretend you're not a fraud
Just wanna retire at twenty-four
So I'll hang up
Blood, sweat and tears is what I put into this
Life a movie in 4D have you feeling it
Wish I could say cut, go record some different shit
My hood
pull ups
Big four five my waist them bullets
He a bitch and he know it yeah
Slicka Records on record it's notarized
Got that big old lil bolt and it blow
Give me three minutes, maybe four, she be wantin' to marry a nigga
Give me a project bitch
Give me a hood rat chick
One that don't give a fuck
of America, the name on the side
The man who would drive her Craig Breedlove by name
A daring young man played a dangerous game
[Chorus: x4]
With
of the day was to be Tito Macari on home soil four times winner of this event. Although fast through the early stages, his title hopes quashed by a broken
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